She is wonder,
she is forest green and fuchsia,
she is the light that illuminated my world replete with red, brown and dirty ochre.
She is a star at its zenith, she can shine in your brightness,
she will rebuild your world I helplessly shattered!
Let her in, move on,
What we could be has long passed,
but oh beloved whom I cannot call mine,
I'll forever love you till the end of time,
and maybe in some lifetime,
you'll remain mine till the end!
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Mosaic | S.Snape
Poetry|| Poem collection || "Every bit of him is poetry, a mosaic of love, duty, morality and tragedy" Started On: 15th May 2023 Completed On:
