slowly warming up my heart with every moment of her voice dancing softly in my ear like the notes of the most beautifully played piano that i will sadly only hope to hear one day in the forever moving harmony of life that once ends with its lowest note,every each one of her looks so poetic yet so fragile like a glass rose in its beautiful bloom so unique yet so easy to see like the most complex piece art that nature ever formed with her gentle and soft hands,her skin as white as the freshly fallen snow in the coldest of winter that only the memories of a child will remember ,her eyes like the deepest of emotions of love a human shall ever be bound to,like a dream that i shall never wake up from,and what i would only wish i could never leave,and her smile,like something sculpted in the dreams of a mad man,because no man could even imagine such feeling as the way i feel when i look at her,and no way of describing her would be as pure as her true nature, i wish i could find enough words to describe her,but once i do,my only reason in my fragile life,is gone.
~S.A.D
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the cursed one
PoesiaJust a trashy book that I write my feelings in when I feel bad
