My heart sometimes, has its own way to deceive
What I’ve been avoid to imagine under pillows
When your eyes gleam like a persistence candle in the dark
I fall to an obituary of shooting star
We talked too much and learned too much
We become vulnerable under the sun
Cause we know we’ll never cross the line
So please stay where you are
To make me stay this way
To not awaken the monstrous love
Cause sometimes,
I don’t believe in myself
To keep myself the right way
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Poetry Prairie 