Only closer to the disease
Could I find the cure itself
I didn’t know
But love was ironically
hiding in the place of my hate
Only in the embrace
of disbelief
Did I see what I needed to believe in
And I don’t know
If it was my destiny
But owning up my
moment of failure
was the only way
I couldn’t have disowned
My idea of myself
As I could understand
Only a little bit of hate for parts of me
could buy me the rest of me
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i myt hve limitd knwldge abt poems..bt its defnlty an amazin poem..keep up d gud wrk!!
ReplyDelete" Only a little bit of hate for parts of me
ReplyDeletecould buy me the rest of me "
very nice sir !! really liked those lines !!
fundoo :)
keep posting the good work
an idea..i very much needed at the moment!!
ReplyDeletenice read
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