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I know someone who fights dragons.
That someone who can carry a wagon.
I know someone who walked through fire.
The someone who sees the truth in every liar.
I know someone who cries arrows.
That someone who defeats all sorrows.
I know someone who slayed a giant,
That someone who's always defiant.
But that someone also cries at night,
And chose to disappear at my sight.
I wondered for a long while,
Yet he chose to travel for a longer mile.
He broke me and he left,
My heart, he's still the theft.
Left with no pieces,
A lot of chapter he misses.
He's strong but he chose to let me go,
With no words and left me in sorrow.
Now tell me how can I move forward?
When I'm still waiting for that courageous coward?
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YOU ARE READING
HER BOOK OF POETRIES
PoetryA compilation of poems that I wrote throughout the days.
