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Contenido adultoConcluida mar, nov 5, 202435m
Perhaps you assume my heart had been shattered in the past, leading me to vow never to love again. If such assumptions arise, they're not far from the truth. My heart did endure fractures before, but never did I vow not to love. It seems my system underwent modifications following all that hurt, perceiving love as a virus, with elimination as the only preventive measure against self-destruction.
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Dreams
Something that i wanted my future self to know. Something that i had to solve with my present.Concluida
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I lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.Concluida
Potent Amour
I made a promise, a commitment, a vow, and an oath that I'd never fall into the brutality they call love ever again, as it is something not to be toyed with. Think of it this way: Love is like a scented candle. The candle stick and the waxed aroma make the candle itself. Then it's ignited by a great inferno, and together, they make a beautiful thing. It burns for a long time, but then it loses that flame, that spark that ignited the creature. I guess the two most important ingredients gave up on each other. "Love" can be a metaphor, a simile, but most of all, a promise. A promise that can't be kept, something that waits until infinity to be broken. At least that's what I, Roseabella Swayed, once believed.Concluida![Drugstore Perfume [Poetry]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/193692598-256-k827899.jpg)
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Hidden Feelings
The longer you have to wait for something, the more you will appreciate it when it finally arrives, the harder you have to fight for something, the more priceless it will become once you achieve it and the more pain you have to endure on your journey the sweeter the arrival at your destination, all good things are worth waiting for and worth fighting for, But what would happen if you feel like your waiting for something that isn't going to happen? and fighting for something and fighting against something are two different things, and what if the more pain you endure, is the more bitterness your destination be.
● The Academy ●
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more loveConcluida
Obliteration
No one can hate you with more intensity, than someone who used to love you. Simply because they still do.Concluida
REALITY
Poetry for those few souls that long for realness our world lacks Written not for reads but a place where I can write my feelings so I can attempt understand them myself. ••• To the boy that changed me. Heartbreak or not, you will live on in my burning heart.Concluida
Something that i wanted my future self to know. Something that i had to solve with my present.
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