As I thought the fallen
fell on me,
But, when I reached the cold floor
I saw closed doors,
Realized, not welcome anymore
till watching the far untouched star
falling somewhere--- to someone.
- Gal
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Life Tenses
PoetryLife tenses her sanity. Countless emotions ramble her felicity, with shuffling games of vibrant memories and fantasies, gamboling her inner child loaded with innocence and misery. Buckle your ken up! Random serial scenes arriving;
