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Nightmares. Daydreams.
Her life's current is a heavy steam.
Wins and loses.
Every word she make opposes.
Smile and cry.
Different but ends with a goodbye.
Ok and fear.
She honestly don't know how she feels.
The tears in her cheeks
Is a curse that makes.
Makes me want to hug you,
And hug you again as the cold wind blew.
Sunshines and rainbows.
I wish you can see them too.
Fireflies and fairytales.
They are so good for you.
You want to sleep,
Permanently and leave.
But the thought drowned,
And you chose to live.
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YOU ARE READING
HER BOOK OF POETRIES
PoetryA compilation of poems that I wrote throughout the days.
