no.
no.
my aphrodisia of her fondness
was never meant to exist.
our innocent friendship gone;
killed by my laughable desire.
her newly founded antipathy
hurting me like merciless daggers
and i'm to be blamed.
used to be my winter solstice;
she embraced my inner darkness
to refurbish my doleful spirits,
unknowingly eradicated my gloom.
yet, everything had
vanished.
my winter solstice now gone,
and i'm to be blamed.
her presence became nothing
but an untouchable inflorescence
that I long to hold in my arms.
ha, how utterly pitiful.
......
but it still hurts.
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Poetryhis eyes were closed , a pathetic attempt to seal the emotions hidden within . " please don't come near me , " he whispered . his voice sounded strained , as if forcing himself to suppress the traces of unspoken dismay . " i ' ll only hurt you . " ©...
