The broken-hearted me
always pops out anytime
because I couldn't express
what I needed to tell
the one I want to be with
love ---
kills the little courage in me
I somehow hate you
it's you again,
unspoken love.
nunawrites13
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Soulful Talks with the Moon (Poetry)
PoetryMy Poetic Creations 66-13 I get some peace of mind whenever I have these late-night conversations with the moon. Perhaps, I am a Selenophile. I love the moon. I love its beauty. I love the different phases the moon goes through. It has the power t...
