Love is an abominable crime. Lucifer fell from grace because of his love for power.
It will make you want something out of your reach. Icarus burned because of his love for freedom.
It will force you. Daphne turned into a tree because of her love for unearthly things.
What makes it more sinister is that it is uncontrollable. It is far more mighty than what a heart can handle.
At times, we will find ourselves succumbing into the lies and poison of love, and we should let go. Let us drown into the riptides even though it may be painful trust me, it is what your soul needs.
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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...
