The sky is blue,
The cloads are white,
The sun is bright,
But why can't you see how I like you every time I write?
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This is for the writers out there, ksksks.
BINABASA MO ANG
Poems of Love
PoésieThis is a poem full of pain, some has a poem for people who has depressions and anxiety.
POEM 14
The sky is blue,
The cloads are white,
The sun is bright,
But why can't you see how I like you every time I write?
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This is for the writers out there, ksksks.
