forbiddenlove
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Dear My First Love,
Second guessing my hope in us
Comes from the misguiding thoughts of others
Talk of wanting better for me
Goes through one ear and out of the other
But I know what is best for me
Dear Lost Love,
Flash back to this time last year
I watched you when you were live
That Colgate smile caught my eye
Like a whisper in my ear
The innocence in the grin
But it’s not perfect to all
Dear sweet and putrid Flower
I find myself riveted by your solitude.
And there is no better method for passing the day
In this jail-cell we call freedom
I awaited in the darkness. The branch above nestled me with its shade, and thereafter swallowed me into its pitch black embrace. The only thing that saved me . . . was her.
We will rise like the waves that crash into the most rocky of the rocks
We will empower
Over flood
Overpower the stone boulders that stood boldy
The stone boulders that had deprived us of our freedom
Sonnet
To lays here down on the bed
Once forgotten once awake
In the near future soon a newlywed!
Just a thought but it’s never too late!
Return to Me
We met at the auction block,
I dressed in chains, you in your prime.
Again we met when the snowdrop came to bloom
It was in the cotton fields you took my hands
Bound by chains away from him
if only they could see
Happiness has no limits
some things are just meant to be
If I could speak without being judged
I'd tell them how I feel
One bloody petal falls then two
Staining a white snowfall that blew
Forgive me even though
I cannot become pure like the snow
I told one lie and then came two
I became weak and then I flew
I promise I love you this is not a mindless behavior cuz my mind been made up even before we made love before our lips even touched the day we matched eyes my world was turned up for the best thing that could ever come my way your smile always bri
I love you
but you don't love me
So technically I'm not IN love with you
your oblivious to the things you make my heart do
so i tell my brain not to follow through