The magic you used to,
when I wanna see you,
is, all by perpendicular
lines, and lies both fair.
Enough to hypnotize me,
all these optical illusions here,
drive me insane, you exhale,
whenever I lost in your eyes.
Is this really what you are?
expertise of hidden truth,
by its saddest colours you
own, now all I see is blue.
200709
3:14am
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ANGEL'S POETRY
Puisistop saying ~ do it. don't keep it ~ kill it. #Angel #Story #experience #fantasies #dream #reality
