Words dipped in honey
But my soul filled with poison
The bright sugar of my love, you turned it black
Maybe the innocence of my soul was the greatest crime
Maybe that's why I am imprisoned
In the past memories.
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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...
