Poems from hdoran

When I love her, she shines for me, just me – a secret smile, hiding tears darkening her brown lashes, until they make her more beautiful...
There is a river running through your soul, and it’s just begging you to drown. Not die. Just abandon yourself to its ebbs and flows, crest...
This is my town. Our town where she ran me ragged. She was always running. Running around in circles in two bit town. Never getting...
Dead legs dragging, She'll cut them off To save the whole, Sad but not sorry, Wishing for wings. Desperate to fly because walking here was...
Oh, her future burns, Burning bright Like a pyre for god, Burning bright, As her past burns. She is the phoenix.

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