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London Paris Dec 4
I dont believe
I’ve ever seen someone
More poetic than you

And yet,
You were holding
your breath.
How selfish are you?

Baby please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please
Breathe.
You’re the light
as I walk through darkness
you’re my shelter
when the storms filled the heavens
you’re my strength
as my soul wilted away
you’re my words
when my pen no longer bleeds
you’re my love
when the world turns against me
I want you to know that
I  want to be all of these things
for you today and forever.
London Paris Dec 4
Tired of fallen dreams
That keeps on falling apart.
Perhaps, I wasn’t born
To  dreamt my dreams.

What could this mean?
I’m so ******* tired
In my dreams.
It’s a beautiful day
Cherish it
Embrace it all for yourself and me
For my yesterday still hasn’t ended.
My desire is solely
To break your ******* heart
And give you mine.
Do you want this?
I can read all the beautiful poetry
in the world to inspire my mind
But what is the point
If I can’t even remember
That no one is perfect.
You don’t me
Perhaps if you do
And now you know
That my mind is beautiful
Pretty please don’t keep me a secret.
What’s your dream
What’s your taste
You’ve always been
my favorite desire

Yet you’re so cold.
Perhaps the next lifetime.
I give the world my love
And they still ******* unsatisfied..

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