My bones debilitate,
From the wear and tear'
The daily grind,
Of shots-
Of poison.
The reason you ask?
Cause I'm Philophobic.
Brooding over my solecism,
Cause I wanted solitude-
To breathe in the scent,
Of a lagoon of lust
Why?
Cause im Philophobic.
Agitated to love;
But still wanting closure,
I cant help myself-
Just pacify my sentiments,
Overlook my damn urge,
Of warmth.
Cause I can only-
Experience lust,
And not love:
Why?
Cause I'm Philophobic.
~Krishna~
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PoésieI can't see past you, But i'm too scared to make a move! A short book of poetries that you can relate to ig? By- Krishtastic (Krishna) (#1 on newera) (#1 on spilled thoughts)
