Thou love

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Thy love

Thou, who makes my sorrows,

So visible in between the lines,

Thou, who leaves a trail which fallows.



Thou, who tells my unwillingness to live,

For it is not my choice,

But, the choice of the ones who surround thy self.



Thou, who does not judge,

Who does not ridicule opinions?

For which the right thy owns.

Thou, who does not know the pain thy suffer,

For thy am incapable of showing.



Life and death,

Does not come close,

For the time thy lived with thou.

If only given the chance.



In my eyes

I am neither,

Absolute or quaint,

I am vile and zany.



Thou, who is the light in my eyes,

For I do not wish thou pain.

I wish judicious love,

An honest love.



Do not abhor my love,

I am here,

Willing,

For you.



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Your love…

You, who makes my sorrows,

So visible in between the lines,

You, who leaves a trail which fallows.



You, who tells my unwillingness to live,

For it is not my choice,

But, the choice of the ones who surround themself.



You, who does not judge,

Who does not ridicule opinions?

For which the right they own.

You, who does not know the pain I suffer,

For I am incapable of showing.



Life and death,

Does not come close,

For the time id live with you.

If only given the chance.



In my eyes

I am neither,

Perfect or beautiful,

I am disgusting and idiotic.



You, who is the light in my eyes,

For I do not wish your pain.

I wish fair love,

An honest love.



Do not reject my love,

I am here,

Willing,

For you