You're fallen on the street While you're can't hold your feet
for a long time
You sat there
You're wasn't the one
That waiting someone to come
Shout the number out
One , two , three
Will you be able to see ?
Or
You're just gone to the sea Seeing how it possibly While you're hold the cherry
Another of you angry
wake up, blowing the cloudy
definitely
All you do just see
Walking elegantly
Face everything gently
then you'll find the light shine brightly
YOU ARE READING
THE PREMISE OF LOVE
PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
