You've led my soul out of my body, the very essence of living, separated my flesh from my bones with vocals. Angel's kiss you goodnight, Devil's hug thy morning, measured body contributed to casket size. Is six feet actually that deep? Could mines be seven? Forgive me for I do know what I do and still neglect consequences, tell me you'd still love me after everything... felo de se, I adore you with my heart. It was a tragedy. Few words from the homicidal harp player, "au revoir".
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Love Beyond Trees
PoetryThis is a poetry that touches and reaches the depths of our emotions that we dare not to tamper with. It's a set of poems I put together for you readers to enjoy and feel the shoes I cannot wear.
