Lack of different views
And Lack of dreamers
Lead the road of lonely pain
That all life may continues
Until the eyes adjacent
After the living into fragment
Of the story that, indeed, is watched
By the persons for themselves
That comes and leave a bitter end
By breaking the chains, not continued
Of empty expectations that made
The mind in love is so fragile
As a tragedy by great Shakespeare
Behind the scenes of devotion
It seems that everything is uncontrolled
But life every time changes the stories
For the worst, most cases create Melancholy.
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PoetryMomentary poetry. This collection, based on my feelings and new experience I have, for good or bad. When I accidentally got the inspiration, I write it down. I hope you find yourselves here and go easier.
