Love a poet and you'll live eternally through his words. You'll best Apollo and be as precious as a rose. But do cherish a poet's heart and soul—
for they're fragile, once broken, no point of return—
A poem is a whisper that can be loud as a thunderous roar. Never hurt them for you'll awake a slumbering storm.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
