The day of birth.
The day you lend me your cold slender hand, yet to me it was the warmest welcome I have ever had received. Your tender touch and words didn't take long to capture my heart in your cage. Possessing it the minute we shared our first laugh. However our delightful and pure memories were outnumbered by cruelty.
Spitting words of agony and anger,
Finding pleasure within each other's tears. What has made us become like this?
Ruling each other's minds with our wicked morals, defeated by stubborness.
Two souls, so close yet so far apart.
Preferring the echoes of rain drops rather than hearing each other's lovingly voices and stories.
The dates we never went on.
The plans we never accomplished.
The hugs we never shared.
The chances we never took.
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AEGRESCO [EDITING]
PoetryPoetry is honesty bleeding out on paper. Poetry is the window to sealed eyes, Poetry is the light illumimating dark corners of your mind. I write poetry for I hope to pour opium that is left inside my heart by those who I loved the most. [A coll...
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