Truth hurts
Mint leaves leave the house
House of trees
To meet the taste
Taste of a tea
When we put mint leaves into the teapot
It gives the vibes to chill
Chill out till you meet the roots
Roots of the tree
When we can't find the start
Start of life
We will begin to hurt ourselves
In order to kill the pain
You gotta survive through the worst nights
When you do
You will find a star
Only shine for you
It will be the gateway to the miracle
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Poetry Of Life
PoetryPoetry Of life will Lead you to the basement of your life and show you the mystery & history about the roll of the road we rolling at the same time will give out a solid reason to continue ahead until you see the sky and bright light to catch breath.
