For black and white,
I give you solidarity for a month
or two,
You curse me to death,
You give me a burn, a cut, a scar
to only be seen by me.
For heaven and the hell,
I give you a reason to live,
You touch my aching soul with love,
A dazzling pain, you leave here,
and finally set me free.
I give you solidarity for a month
or two,
You curse me to death,
You give me a burn, a cut, a scar
to only be seen by me.
For heaven and the hell,
I give you a reason to live,
You touch my aching soul with love,
A dazzling pain, you leave here,
and finally set me free.
I went through all of your poem. Your words are really powerful. I would love to read more of your work. Best of luck. :-)
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