He is everything,
And,
He is nothing,
Around him the world is bright,
And,
Around him the world is full of promise,
Then he leaves,
And,
My world is back to its colourless grey,
Then he leaves,
And,
I still feel the fire on my lips where he kissed me.
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My Broken Thoughts
PoetrySo these are some poems I've written over the last few years. Warning some are pretty depressing while others are mushy love poems. The ones with dates as titles are my super old poems from 2015 Hold on and enjoy the wild ride of my broken thoughts.
