Lushous world of green, just alike,
Endless oceans of thriving life.
Mumbling wind flows upon free souls
Dear Sons of the Forest,
To be kept safe, is a must; the Sacred.
Beautiful girl,
Goddes of curves,
Only gapes lyrics to sweet nothings,
All the whilst a World shatters.
Sacred souls; such a disgrace
they're massacred for parking space.
- Silent
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Sonnets in My Head
RandomThe collection of my poems from Neobook, and such. Enjoy~ 29th - #poemcollection
