Your skin is soft like velvet,
your words are smooth like blades.
You got to me like a virus,
now the real me slowly fades.
Your love is real but toxic,
I'm happy here with you.
But sadness overwhelms me,
that's why I'm red and blue.
-GS
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Once Upon a Rhyme
PoetryThis is not a poem, it's a cry for help This is not a poem if it can't be felt This is not a poem for you to tell This is my poem. This is my hell. This will be the end of me This is the sway of the willow tree This was the way that you looked at me...
