She ..
Was the one Who spoke..
Spoke through the
Edges of her lips
"I hate love " ...
Silently ripping parts
Of the enigma.
Those silent words
Whispered Underneath
The caves of her mind,
Where...
Even the Light couldn't
Find its ray.
But...
She was the one
Who actually loved someone,
Someone she deserved ..
Someone with no definition...
Someone she would Foolishly
Choose again,..
Someone she Loves ....
Unconditionally.
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MOONLIGHT
PoetryDedicated to My Love #The_Criminal Thought to find a way.. But some day ill make it, even if it takes it on us hundred years. Life had many levels, She is my life.. Her soul, the bad and the good in her. Her smile what I found in a million. Stronges...
