Why is it wet
Every time I touch your keys?
Your voice is like an angel
But you sing like an echo
I played your happy song
But why did I cry?
Was it from the voices
Who happens to ruin my smiles?
Palms are shivering
Fingers are shaking
I don't have a phobia
But why am I scared?
Decided to leave you quiet
Why can't I resist seeing you?
Touching your wet keys
Is that my tears you kept?
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POEMS I
PoetryThe first book of my poems. All of them are written from my past years when I first started writing,
