walk away when the passion
turns rough and find it
doused into
a cold winter
one is hurt out of love
and indifference
is its death
walk away when the passion
turns rough and find it
doused into
a cold winter
one is hurt out of love
and indifference
is its death
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I love your poems
Thank you! You’re very sweet to say so. =)
Intense, sad, and very beautiful – all at the same time!
Glad it’s a good mix! =)
Powerful, loved it
Thanks! ❤
Oh yes. And you’ve used the photo I’ve been studying for months, pondering a poem…
I’m sure you’ll come up with something unique to you. Keep pondering!
Bless you, dear heart!
can we
~
love
our
way
through
it
Indeed!
Very true, the thoughts of a person who’s been burned on the past.
Thanks! I think most people have gone through something like this. =)
I agree with you completely!