I see you like a fragile flower.
You see me a tall stone tower.
You are frail in winter winds.
When I see you I don't fake grins.
Our lives and souls must never part,
Lest the other lose their heart.
With you my laughs have been abound,
As long as you still stay around.
I'm afraid. I have one fear.
I'll go mad without you, dear.
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The Decadent Descent
PoetryMy poetry, anthologized. I want to keep several poems for this collection, while I plan to dedicate many more to another poetry project. While I encourage reading and sharing of my poetry, it remains my own. Poetry is compiled by order choice, as so...
