You are the symbol of life in this dead world
You are rainbow in this colourless world
You are the fire in this coldheart
You are the poetry in this illiterate world
You are the dream in this harsh reality
You are the home when world is in search of place
You are the magic of god that even angels wonder.
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An extract from a book i'll never write | Poetry |
PoetryJust a lonely teenager in love, struggeling with emotions and wanting the end to come sooner rather than later :( i want to love but i just dont want to hurt them if i love one then i will hurt the other. So please forgive me, i can't hold back my...
