Her Poet
She always ask you a question,
About if you can love me,
You keep escaping the part,
When she says " I love you".
She says it with pleasure,
Relaxed with nothing to loose,
She believe true love is deep,
Its where u can reason "despite".
Now you bring issues about her and she,
You go even further to spread the bricks,
Isn't that sad that you can't see her,
She said you never made her the risk.
So she made herself a tomb,
Where she will be a winger bird,
The power will help her fly,
Where the the sky hides its fear!
@callme_soulgita
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