Its a bottle labeled piosion, Love
Its a social-suicide It Is
A perfect little illusion, The
One that makes us blind, the Most
Deadly romantic novel, Of Selfish
Boys and girls, Of
Nothing but dreams and Passions.
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A Weed Surrounded By Flowers
PoetryThrough poetry she felt the weight on her shoulders slowly fade as her thoughts and emotions went from her heart and swayed through the pen to the paper. Her life full of poems waiting to be written and read. She will no longer be silent, and this i...
