In the night garden I sing a song,
Waiting for morning light to come.
All the words feel so wrong;
That's why everyone is gone.
Narrow corridor to walk,
Where all my problems seem like chalk,
Until there's nothing left to talk,
We can't decide, but be in shock.
Perfect world surrounding us,
No crime, there's nothing much
All you need is a little bit of trust
To make my words shine, not rust.
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poems
PoetrySo I kinda write poems, but in my language but I will Google translate them to English and try my best to make it good. There are some poems that I wrote in English too, I hope you like them<33
