"In her eyes he found the ocean of love
he took a dive and swam leagues in her search,
away from his lynching past,
where everything was dark
he tried to hide his scars
who knew his fate had some more turns.....,
the poor soul was yet again burned".
Trust was just a matter of fun..
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The Love Which You Called Real
PoetryHey guys its my new short poem book. Hope you all find it worth reading.