Our love was a L'manburg in history,
All this time, it was never meant to be,
You'll never find another one like me,
Drowning in the acid rain is all I see.
Someday I'll find my home,
And the bliss that I've been looking for.
You torch up the pathway,
As we find who were supposed to be.
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elegies
PoetryA collection of my poetry and lyrics that I made during the quarantine. Lately, this became my diary. This is composed of my dreams, thoughts, feelings, and fantasy. Some of them are canon, and some of them are based on my very own experience. Somet...
