Your soul is like a place of forgiveness
A place of mildness
A land of lull.
But i found something else,
deep in your gentleness.
Like a hill in mid-December
With its glorious cold carpeting the skin.
I found the amber of rage.
The loudness
The chaos
Another part of you.
Another part for a sinner.
Now i have to survive between roses and jasmine.
Between merit and sin.
Because baby,
You're a bit hell and heaven.
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The Art of Us
Random❝ This is how i make the bitter look exhilarating. ❞ ❨#2 in Poetic Justice, March 2019❩ (#3 in The Cold, May 2020) (#1 in The Cold, June 2020)
