Don't call me unfaithful
When all I had ever been was a whore to you
Don't call me heartless
For I'm still picking up the pieces of my shredded heart
Call me selfish
Because I had only wanted your love for myself
Call me your phoenix
For I burn into flames in your love and rise again because my love for you has no limits
Make me your horcrux
For I want you to live in me like you resides inside of me
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Silent Cries Of The Night
PoetryIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
