You whispered in my ear in such a delightfully way
It made my every pore tingle
So much so that even the angel in my right shoulder
Had been hypnotised
Ready to worship a false god
Ready to leave behind every belief it fought for
Just for what a taste of a so promised heaven in hell
By your side would taste like.
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The sun always rises after the rain
PoetryHello loves as you already might know, I have another story named "withered roses 🥀" which are most sad- heartbroken poems!!! BUT!!...... I want you to know that not everything is sad, and while we might have hard days and moments in our life when...
