Her hair is beautiful to me
All I want is to hold her, see,
There’s no truth behind love
Flying high like a dove
Painful and destructive
That’s all that comes from it
Not at all productive
Depression, in all, fit
Nikki smokes, addictive
Next thing comes a sickness
Illness, internal to the core
At the praised gates of heaven’s shore
Hurting, but I really need more
Not to fall in love
Hand that fits the glove
Time for push and shove
Just to get rid of,
The pain and scars
Reach for the stars
Ending on Mars
Let’s make this ours
I feel like she’s notable
Quotable, and potable
Straight like water
Up for slaughter
Want to date an author?
I thought not, living forever,
Is somewhat a bother
Don’t be scared of the endeavour
We’ll live together, forever
Wrote this last night, so I’ll post it today as well.
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Beautiful…
Looking forward to reading more from you, Itarow! ❤
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I’m glad you’re excited 😁
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