Sometimes I wish I could feel nothing,
Then in that nothingness, I find your soul shimmering,
We met, we crawled and ambled upon each other's heart,
But in doing so I healed yours and you torned mine apart,
Its sounds as the chirping of bird during autumn when I hear I love you,
But the same turns into rotten darkness as I find him with you.. waiting............. love, its mysteries, , , , , hopes, love, desire, wish, aspirations...... thank you for this poem. tony
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Sometimes I wish I could feel nothing, Then in that nothingness, I find your soul shimmering, We met, we crawled and ambled upon each other's heart, But in doing so I healed yours and you torned mine apart, Its sounds as the chirping of bird during autumn when I hear I love you, But the same turns into rotten darkness as I find him with you.. waiting............. love, its mysteries, , , , , hopes, love, desire, wish, aspirations...... thank you for this poem. tony
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