Untrue/Unsure Love

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Untrue/Unsure Love

I always dremt of how we would be
The dream is like watching a sunset
Im with you but its nothing like I planed
Cant breathe your love is drowning me

You learned me, my strengths and weaknesses
Every night I felt I needed you with me
I noticed that you discoved what defines me (a man)
Blown by the act I thought you were my god sent holyness

I was a zombie with a scent for you
But I was brought back to life by a healing soul
It taught me how to feel real love
Not that untrue/unsure love

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

sydneys’s Poems (2)

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