Oh, my dear.
My love.
What has gotten into you?
Who dared do this to you?
What have you done this time?
What makes you feel like a dime?
Oh.
No, please.
Don't even tell me about it.
For one thing I'm sure of,
It doesn't deserve your tears.
Your thoughts.
And not even your screams.
Oh, my diamond.
Your screams made my ears bleed.
Your weeping soul,
It made my heart cease to beat.
Really my love!?
What's Hades compared to you?
He's misery.
He's doom.
You, my diamond, are a ray of light.
A laugh.
A happy child.
Such a magnificent sight.
You reflect it on the gloomy clouds.
You give.
And earn nothing in return.
Therefore, all your good deeds shall be repaid.
Tell me love.
How can you see the rope?
When you're pouring out your hope?
Eyes closed.
Just give in.
And open them.
Only then, you will see the ropes.
One will take you up.
To someone who will keep you in their hold.
Oh, my dearest dear.
I need not your apology.
I need your cheeks to be dry.
No more rivers for tonight.
I need your face to shine.
Rosy, with an aura of a smile.
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My Salty Rivers And The Moon (wattys2018)
PoesiaThe princess has no-one to talk to No-one to listen to her To comfort her To make her pain go away To love her . . Till she found the moon her secret lover She waits every night To spill her innermost thoughts To put her mind...
