I can still see you in those Gloomy Days, in those Wishpering Nights, in those Shattered Memories and in those Half Hearted Tries.
I can still see you in those Moving Waves, in those Flowing Water, in those Loosing Days.
I can still see you in those Budding Flowers, in those Withering Petals, in those Days of Falls (Autumn).
I can still see you in those Smiling Cries, in those Broken Hearts and in those "Truth" Full of Lies.
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YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.