Broken Masterpiece
We could be great,
Something beautiful,
But we aren't in love,
Even though I'm hopeful.
You're gorgeous,
Just so stunning,
But the feeling you give me,
Sends me running.
I'm scared to give in,
Afraid of us being a broken masterpiece,
I'll only expose myself,
If you promise me only love and peace.
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Poetry On Drugs
PoéziaWhen the day ends, the darkness begins. ----- A collection of dark poetry that is nothing but a side quest. 12/11/19 - #104 in living
