I have learnt not to love
Not with the mind nor with the heart
for when the pain comes
it comes to last
love I have learnt
does not fade away
it lingers, and tags
strangely and heavily
at the soul
till you begin to moan
love i now know
colours the world
for I still love
and my heart still creeks
for she that I still need
poems, short stories and random thought that spring to life in the mind of....... well thats basically it. poems and articles about me.
Friday, 14 February 2014
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