What remains in this world
Will only be burdened by the livings,
The pain, our laughter's, the tears
May the memories, never be forgotten.
After all, no one will stay
Everybody should pretend nothing exist,
Like this world, that one's held them tight
Never caress their feet, while walking at night.
A lot of courage is much needed
If you wanted to let go the dead,
Indeed, nothing is easy to do
Even loving someone, you can't choose to stay.
Everything here ends
Like flowers, we bloom and wilt,
That's what we are destined
We can't choose the ending, it just happens.
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Her Broken Letters
PoetryThis is a compilation of the poems I wrote since the year I realized how beautiful writing your emotion was. The poems were a bit sad, some are inspired by songs, movies, or simply just by someone I stared at the bus station going to school. So, enj...
