Poetry's Of Forgotten Cupid-Lust

My Poetry from 2011 to right now, I start doing Poems long time ago at the age of 12 and people never thought of me like that or really anything into these things. So it a forgotten hobby people never remember, so it the forgotten words of your host Cupid Lust herself....which is me.


5. Section 2: Broken Body

Days Without Sun


The days Are cold
but the night is young
Away from the sun
It burn, it pain like
any other day.
The light
comes & goes like my
never lasting ending soul.
Heart cold as ice,
it breaking away from the warm 
hands of a smile.
Sunlight feel more better if their
show more cold ice,
I wish I knew some hands that would be nice.


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