No matter what I say. You are my living day. For my troubles have passed. And as I think of you I gasp. Because I'm grasping my concept of reality. The reality that I'm not alone. And the reality that you hold my soul. So please be careful. For it is easily broken. And death giveth no token. For as I step into my conscious state. I hesitate to make a mistake. For I feel as if it could be the last for myself. For I'm slipping from this realm. For I no longer know what I want to say. Should I go or stay. For as I said before you are my living day.
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Truth Through Tribulation. Hope Through The Darkness.
RomanceThis is my life's truth. If you are ready for some hardcore truth poetry. THIS IS THE TRUEST YOU WILL SEE. For my poetry isn't just soul speak. But it also makes you think.
