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❛❛  𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙫𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨
𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙄'𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪  ❜❜


What is cold if not absence of                          warmth?
What is darkness if not absence of light?
What is hatred if not absence of love?

And lastly,
What is love if not a hauntin'ly beautiful feelin' ?
What is love if not tears full of sorrow?

                                       ♡
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Healing journey: almost all of my poems /song lyrics in love, heartbreak, anger, lust, sadness, numbness, all of it...my thoughts, my fears, my experiences tried to be chronological but no promises