illuminated
by the
light produced
by a television
at 12:37 am
we conspire
our dreams
our struggles
what keeps us up at night
how we still go on
a night spent with you
is always worth while.
we connected
since the very
beginning,
our souls
joining hands
and dancing
in a field
of ignorance.
we keep to ourselves
until we find each other
once again
and we realize
where we've been
all along.
sometimes
i wonder
what it would
be like
walking on this
treacherous journey
alone.
but i pinch myself
and i remember,
you are
the one love
that will never
leave
my heart.
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flecks of charisma
Poetry(old bad poetry don't read pls ahhh) flecks of charisma is a quintessential guide to not knowing how you're feeling, not knowing how to deal with it, but knowing how to adjust your life around it. some days are tough and some days can elongate into...
