she is my defintion of beauty.
she is the air i breathe.
she doesn't know the affect she's having on me,
but if she does she doesn't show it.
i am only her instrument, she's the poet.
she is as wonderful as my love for her.
the other sees and is displeased.
but it was she that chose to leave,
and left love to be wild and free.
now i am where i truly belong,
but the other will never be satisfied
until she takes it from me.....
why, why, must u do this to me,
she told me pain is love, and love isn't free.
but i laugh because love is blind and it has blinded me,
but the truly wise must be blind to learn how to see.

^poem about this girl i met, and how my ex will do anything to tear us apart...but my ex doesn't know that true love can't be torn apart........it's eternal...

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

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