Love is ugly sometimes, it appears from a whole new world and opens so many more doors than you ever knew existed.
Love is a key, filled with boundless wonder and vast curiosity but it keeps you naive to the placid precipices of leaden black loss.
Love is a broken key.
It will only open a door so many times until a tooth chips and the door remains locked for eternity.
Eternity is too a long time.
Love is a broken key with two sides;
Behind the door is truth, but what we see when the door is closed;
Are lies.
It is only God's door that doesn't require a key, just knock and the door will be opened.
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PoetryMostly poems and art, some quotes and short stories. Not everything is an original of mine, so if it isn't I will state so on the page. 😊 Also: Helloooo! Oh my gosh! #1 in original poems!!
