Night - Hello Poetry

Jan 2019

Sin

All the drugs
All the ***
All the skin
You will never find me

You’ve chosen
You’ve lost me

A love so pure
A love so honest

My tears will keep you haunted.

Jan 2019

Sin

Sad at Midnight

All the love that I wanted
All the love that I needed
All the love that I lost

I dreamt of a love so pure
I dreamt of a love so sweet

But the reality of love is, what it is not.

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