The cage is now open and has no door
whenever asked about the consequences of life
the heart makes it and then it erases the heart,
where do these turns come from?
that those you keep in your heart
they are the ones to break the heart
this is part of your nature, that leaves gatherings
okay I'll keep with me, your words, your memories
before the destination, I'll take another path
I hope there's no stay there that makes me sad
The cage is now open and has no door
those who wanted to fly have flied
It is empty but there's someone here
all that was inside flew to where?
that those you keep in your heart
they are the ones to break the heart
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To Be Blossomed: A Poetry Collection
PoetryEven if it was a throny flower I still wished to be blossomed. | Poetry Collection |
