poetry//unknown
my love isn't kind
it's one of a kind
which in other words is saying
loving you hurts me
with painful originality
so I love the things that never leave me
but you were the exception
that made the rule
YOU ARE READING
Poetry or Prose, I Suppose
PoetryThis is neither fact nor fiction. It is in the realm of my mind, the planes in which are not held accountable for reason or articulation. It is a wild landscape and I need to map it out in the way I know best-writing. So wether it is an unfiltered v...
