Tell me something.
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@seamae_coelone
Blue as the ocean,
White like the skies.
Her beauty radiates solitude
with warmth touch and
regard aptitude.
Thin line on her face,
Reminds me of the things that I need to frontate.
But, even with those memories that I have to penetrate,
Her stand preemphasis to me the nature
that I have to portrait.
Looking at her urbanity ways,
Reflects the behavior that I have to imitate.
Soft verbalism with vestige assent.
Of course, I know I will come with it someday.
Given a chance to change,
I would like to walk in the path where she once take.
Full of optimism with a glimpse of suffering that I need to tolerate.
Causing her life to be mannerly and in a stable state.
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PoetryI have been that kind of girl who's silent but has a lot of opinions. I have been that kind of girl who loves to be alone yet wants to have a companion. I have always been that kind of girl who sits at the back yet dreaming to stand in the middle o...
