The Truth Poem by brianna arnott
The Truth
a man whom i admire greatly
once told me
that a being like me
could never really truly love....
and maybe he was right
maybe my immersion
in the world of humanity
opened my mind to the possibility
of love....
love is an intellectual concept
but no matter how i elate
myself in the brillant spheres
of the romantic
the heart in me
reamains cold
and forever shall.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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