I

illia

I should never have loved you

I never should have moved your heart

I should never have stolen the twinkle, that left you blind

I should never have lit what was so dark

Heart skipped a beat when your eyes met me 

I was left with the bridges

I was left with every moment

Made by my own faults 

I picked up the endless

Which faced the chasm 

Time made by your making

Choices and options

A lifetime passing

I will not be broken

Or forsaken

I am goddess

I'm a worrior in the making

Mere men fall at the feet of such glory

I am myth

I am women

Your just another sad old story

15/4/24 

 

  • Author: illia (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2024 13:53
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 2


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