They call it a feeling that changes your being.
It feels like heaven when it takes time to happen.
It's a chance to make or an opportunity to break.
It's never easy, just let it be.
It looks so silent but comes so violent.
Love has it's ripples.
Love isn't simple.
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PoetryMy soul is ink waiting to be made into words. My heart is a pen to channel my soul unto paper. And my mind is the human to wield my heart.
