Is It? - Poem by Simon Quperlier
Is it a frenzy that made me break the mirrors, the mirrors that paid homage to you and gave a perfect reflection, is it out of my rage that I started throwing stones at your fountain and created ripples which were a tsunami of disdain, is it out of my sins that I found your religion distractive of our love and made you forsake your God, I did all this because of fear of losing you but you got it all twisted, nothing giveth the harmony of existence between our souls like what taketh it away.
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