Most of my poems are written through the eyes of the highly sensitive people out there, and any one who can relate
So low, So deep,
Beneath the nurtured Skin
You feel the epicenter of unbridled torment
Is this fair?
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A sight to behold, such majesty the clouds are breached.
An immovable object in an unsteady world.
You desire to believe love protects them from ourselves.
But what limitations are there, for a true betrayal.
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One touch ignites us
Perfect fantasies are born
We rise to the challenge
But their heart stays torn
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The truth is ever-present
No matter the disguise
I ask you something
You tell me a lie
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