Pain.A Poem by Luke Cazalet-Smith
It were only after I had gazed upon such a flawlessness, that I were overcome with the true essence of divinity, serenaded with love and beauty.
And it hurt. Unbearably so. For it were in that precise fragmentation that I finally understood what it entailed to truly be unloved. © 2014 Luke Cazalet-SmithFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on December 18, 2014 Last Updated on December 18, 2014 AuthorLuke Cazalet-SmithGillingham, Kent, United KingdomAboutI am not a writer. Nor do I claim to be. I am merely a young man with a mind suffused with words, attempting to put them to paper. I hope you enjoy what it is I am fortunate enough to conjure. more..Writing
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