People always tell me I'm not worth it,
They tell me I don't have what it takes
But what they don't know
Is that I reap what I sow.
I am an independent person,
I can live by myself,
But if you're there for me,
What other reason is there to be?
Your love took me to places I haven't been,
Night skies and under the bridge,
Staring not at the stars but your eyes instead
Is loving someone dangerous a sin?
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Silent // Screams
PoetryBad Choice Of Words. Bad Choice Of People. These are collections of poems that each tell a different story. The genre mainly consists of -Sadness -Melancholy -Heartbreak -Love THIS IS MY VERY FIRST BOOK. HOPE YOU ENJOY READING AND PLEASE SHARE IT...
