Soft brown curls surrounding his face
Devilish grin in place
Glass cutting jaw
Rose petal looking lips
Compliments and empty promises , amiss
Dreams of a world
Where you and I frolicked about
High off of love
And free of doubt
Reality set in
Shattering our bubble like glass
Rose colored glasses off
Reality set in
The world is cruel
Two people
Never meant to be
Oh, the grueling reality.
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Nyctophilia
PoetryNyctophilia (nyc-to-phil-I-a) (n.) love of darkness or night. Finding relaxation or comfort in darkness. A collection of poems from a twisted mind, poems and quotes that come from inside :)
