*Imagination
There are I saw you,
Under the moonlight.
Looking so handsome,
Under the starlight.
I wish I had the courage,
To confess to you.
But I was so afraid,
I would lose you.
But you really made me happy,
With all your silly talks.
And made me fall in love,
Again and again.
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•|Autophile|•
Poetryjust a few thoughts about my fucked up life and wild imaginations which are stuck up in my head.
