We're not there yet
Can you see me through the melancholy
In all of these pretense
You're all that makes sense to meI seem to have lost my aim
As I carry the weight up to an incline
But dear, call my name
And I'll fall to you like a landslideI don't know
But if at all, my prayers did reach your soul
Then you should know
My dear, I meant it all
I meant it allWe're almost there
Out of the freezing cold
Though we're on a parallel
It's a slippery slope
So someday I hope
We'll end up in the heat of the crossroad◀⏮▶-✒·~〰〽.·.°·✴☪⚫❇.°·*.
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Open Mind/Empty Soul [wattys2019]
PoetryOpen Mind/Empty Soul is a poetry book. It features a variety of poems that mainly deal with the experience of life, its complexities as well as the feelings and ideas that come with it. So keep your mind open and your soul empty for my words can be...