Cherry Blossoms weep;
Over a grave I can't see;
Why do I still cry?
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Undead Poetry.
PoetryLate night poems written by an insomniac, and published here. This'll be my poem collection, and will stay exclusively on Wattpad. I hope you enjoy these poems as much as I enjoy writing them.
Cherry blossoms.
Cherry Blossoms weep;
Over a grave I can't see;
Why do I still cry?
