Fluent as we speak,
You just pretend, not a peak,
Cold winters, white snows,
Preventable, but who knows.
We live, beautiful existence,
Cool world, less persistence,
Flowers bloom, colors shine,
Not brightly, still mine.
Dull shows in my eyes,
Lose attentively, growing shy,
Brightness suddenly washes away,
Tears begins to show, no longer "yays".
No acting, it's all gone,
Lost everything, all shunned,
Prettily frustrated,
Greatly you regretted.
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A Universe Of Mystery✧
PoetryThe second book for: My Book Of Poetry I hope you enjoyed my last book and that this book will as fun(ish), better and even enjoyable than my last. If you're reading this book first, then I hope you love/like it. This book may include triggers such...
