That's when death met life,
That's when blood kissed the knife.
That's when lost became found,
That's when the silence had sound.
That's when eyes had sight,
That's when dark met light.
That's when cheerful met grim,
That's when she met him.
-Adiiid
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Poetry For The Soul
PoetrySometimes, you have to breathe in poetry to feel alive again. And oh, come inside my Wonderland. Darling, I am waiting. Book cover by: @notursaint © Copyright 2016 By: Adiiid
