World did not stop, you quit,
Earth revolves and still, you quit.
While round and round, you tired
While everything is moving, you stares.
While no one was not yet done, you still, relaxing.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrythese are my random poems about everything that were made of impossible diamonds and soft gems resembled as a realness of my poetic cloned emotions. whenever i'm busy handling my deep dive under the sea filled with stars and stripped of happiness a...
