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What even is forever?
Because when it comes to you,
I can't see a day I want to live without you,
Without us,
But I know that these feelings are not the same,
It's almost like a growing seed ready to bud into a blooming rose yet can't quite grasp onto the bloom,
I think that's where we're going to get to.
And I know I get my hopes up when it comes to me and you,
But I can't seem to dismiss the idea that we are different,
When really we are just the same,
In comparison to the ideas of social normality,
A change in realities,
Bursting with the love that we have built into shattered pieces of pixie dust and ashes,
And I dread the day I lose all magic,
But at some point it will happen,
This being in minutes, hours, days,or years,
In the end we are all buried under the soil of lost loves.
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The Essence of Poetry.
PoetryA selection of poetry I have wrote over the years. Finally feel ready to present it and what better place than on here for you all. The privilege of being the first to see it's true essence. TAE.
