You're my Robin Hood.
You came in with a smile as beautiful as the moon, as ravishing as the sun. Your words tastes like honey, they make me drunk like wine.
But it was all a facade.
My trust I gave, you shattered. The stars I collected, you hid all by yourself. You stole my heart, my soul, my whole being, only to give it away to someone else.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
