Each day is a fresh start
And day by day you hold my heart,
Whispering in your ears
Please don't break't apart.
As I walk in the thin line,
Of your good grace and love,
If it tear and to you I fell
Would you catch me from above?
If you won't and you can't,
May you atleast hold my hand
Take this dying breathe one last time,
Touch my lips and say "my love is bland"
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Woven Words
PoetryI don't know what came to my mind, but I think i will be filling this up with my poems. This should serve as my poem storage 😂 I wrote these pieces everyday for my so called boyfriend, but never acted as such. This was my way of expressing my moods...
