"Those heavenly sighs of the winds remain silent,
All the colour is grey and white,
All I could feel was empty,
When you left you took everything.
And it is not okay with me,
But someday I will take it back from you."
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Poesiawhen we love, we usually love so hard that it physically pains us to even think about leaving the person we love. this is a short collection of poetry written by me. it might not be the best, but its there. (also please dont think its a book about l...
