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Show me those eyes,
Let me gaze into the windows of your soul.
to love is to hurt
once seen with youthful eyes.
each doubt in my mind
feels like a crack in the body,
I'm stills seeking someone to walk by
like yesterday ..
A reflection of the self,
the moon shadows my soul as I break down
with the night..
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YOU ARE READING
Me her ...tears/love?
PoetryDear reader Ever wondered what Love really meant... well the following poems are written for her by a stranger(me). Some unheard words, some left unspoken, some were left in me by her. It ain't about a broken heart instead it's about the word 'Love'...
