From the rendezvous of us, follow me
To threshold of my misery, would you like to come?
Would you follow deep inside?
Would to dare accompany me for the rest of your life?
Follow deep into the pillarless hall,
I will humor you,
Would you consider the displeasing memories of my past?
If not, then you are free to leave but
Before you leave I have one favour
After you leave never tell a single soul about me and lock the door from the outside for I never see the terrible world again and this is the last time I would love to see you, my love
Would you still want to come?
Or I wish that our rendezvous never happened
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PAROXYSM
PoetryParoxysm (n.)a sudden outburst of emotion *** A compilation of poems made by yours truly DeGreytEskeyp... Just a biginner 😃 *Words that defines by words and I selected a random words to form an untitled bunch of sentences. Beware of wrong grammars...
