Their once was a golden child,
Filled with gleaming gaiety
Distilled with poetic serenity
Pilled with overflowing esctasies
Yet blinded by curiosity
She/he yearned for intimacy
So far frighten by inadequacy,
In every way myths slowly woe
As they slowly indulge into the chasmic amusement of a woven doll
-Biyernes
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Mystery Of The Jilted Poet
Puisi(Featured in the Random reading list by Wattpad Poetry) He once said that "poems are just dramatic expression. " However all her written elegant verselet Made each and every soul rest in one's laurels Which makes the whole world linger by her own f...
