[A Poem]: What could you see better with your eyes closed?
May your greatest defeat groom you for your most glorious victory.
A poem about an irrational means of conquering an irrational fear.
Not all that is frightening is wrong. Not all who’ve been broken are lost. For where there is hope, there is life. Where there is life, there is love. Where there is love, there is everything.
A sincere poem for a sincere man, from the heart of a sincere woman. Je t’aime mon prince courageux ❤
A Poem About [Vanity]: excessive pride in or admiration of one’s own appearance or achievements.
I hear you.
Head puppet master
I have read the terms, conditions
Yes, I know your way is faster
Who are you?
I’d like to know.
Can I take refuge in your mind?
I’m so intrigued by your design.
I’m lying here in the dark.
How did this all go wrong?
No beating of my heart.
Rain on the windowpane
Autumn makes me feel to blame
Soft cashmere sweaters
I’ll drain my eyes til I feel better
Is it enough? Am I enough? Will this ever be alright?
Mirror, mirror on the wall–You say I’m fairest of them all. But if it’s so, then may I ask: Why my sole friend’s this old cracked glass?
In the damp cell of life, I serve my time and think of you. Your silenced lips now haunt me. If only I’d known what I’d do.
Bloodied heart. Wasted dreams. I just can’t shake this love, no matter how much pain it brings.
There might not be a need for this. A hasty farewell stalks a salty kiss…