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She was there, right?
When the tears were too much of the grief.
She was there, right?
When the silence was too much loud.
She was there,right?
When the humans were too much of monsters.
She was there, right?
When the river looked too much of poison.
She was there,right?
When the laughs turned too much of mocks.
Her body, she was always there right?
She was there, right?
When the darkness was too much for spotlight.
She was there, right?
When the nightmares were too much defeated.
She was there, right?
When the smiles were too much of real.
She was there, right?
When the dreams were too much accomplished.
She was there, right?
When the tears were too much of the sign of her strength.
Her body, she was always there right?
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Poetry~•~•~•~• "And what kind of beauty should I grow to love, if not of the words; nothing has ever been so honest and at the same time so fraud than them." ~•~•~•~•~ *The collection of the poetries, are all the original works, if not mentioned otherwis...
