All I'm left with are the messages
I find myself reading again and again
trying to find the part where the lies
began to manifest. When did it all
change or was there nothing to begin
with? Have I been so focused on
painting you to be the love I wanted and
not the crap that you truly are? I often
wonder when I started fanning flames
that had no fire.
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Love and it's relatives
שיריםIt centers on love and everything that comes with it. A book of poems that highlights the different ways love affects a person. I love Love and it wouldn't be fair if I don't give out the love I receive on a daily from God to others. These words ar...
