His soul's bleeding a melody.
He cannot understand his existence completely.
What he is, is a mixture of heavenly and rarity.
No, he doesn't need a therapy.
He's just made up of peculiarity
And only she could understand his verity.
He's stuck in her heart and mind, probably indelibly.His life's full of unfamiliarity.
She doesn't treat him unsteadily
And that's what he loves about her unconditionally.
She accepts him everytime wholeheartedly;
She is his lullaby and brings him ecstasy.
Between them, there's no enmity.
Just an endless clarity.Because of her,
He was ready to be found.
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Life? Life.
PoetryThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life