I feel I'm in love,
It's color is as white as a dove.
I feel so free,
I feel I can be me.
The locks on my heart falls,
And it shatters the walls
That has built its way aroudn my heart,
Making me never want to part.
There are several problems though,
That make me the only foe.
My head is full of hot air,
Every bit of him screams "beware".
I stop myself from saying,
For if I do, I will be paying.
Although it will always sting,
For the only thing stopping me is everything.
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Poetry Segment For The Soul
Poetry = fun+espression+noone knows me online(Yay)-humiliation.