You are not born before dying.
Death is reversible, living is not.
How dare you die before my eyes and live a life full of lies.
How dare you put me in a position to choose a part of me that lives a life like Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden, versus a part of me that knows nothing but death.
As if the person that took the bite of that apple was me.
I am slammed and blamed for comforting you in your time of need.
How dare you die before my eyes?
How dare you decide to leave me?
Generational curses, generational breakers, you destroyed the garden of Eden.
The moment you died, I realized how important love was, maybe we will never see each other again.
I know the reason why I felt like it was the garden of Eden with you.
You created a false garden, and I as your creation, fell into it.
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The eyes of the sun
ПоезіяAs you read these poems, understand that I was incredibly intoxicated when I was feeling these emotions and/or these events. I write poetry in hopes to reach others, I am a small writer so sharing any of my content is greatly appreciated! My poems h...
