They say,
Nothing lasts,
But everything leaves remarks.
Which makes us hard to shine,
Or
Sometimes make us shine hard.
When they cry, I don't reply,
Cause I can't deny
That it is a cry for attention.
I don't argue when they lie.
Cause I know why?
They are weak and they try to hide.
They say, let it go
But what if I don't reach the shore?
They say,
The moon is beautiful.
But I ask
Have you ever taken a closer look?
Its shine outshines its dark side.
Its sorrow,
It's bitter wine.
2-11-23
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~~Poetry🪻
PoesíaThis is going to be a random collection of my thoughts that came up in my mind with Rhym. Tbh I want to just speak and speak a lot However don't have potential people to listen.
