You and I are like fire and rain
You're the cure, while I'm the pain
You're the colour and I'm the stain
Together we drive each other imsane.
What tore us apart, got us attached
When we tried to let go, the harder we latched
Neither did we fall, nor did we catch
To make an explosion, we were the right match.
~Via
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PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...
