As I stare at the blue sky. Memories started to flood in my mind. Reminiscing the glimpse of us. Said I’m fine and said I’ve moved on, but here I am again. Can’t stop to take a glimpse of the memento of us.
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A Lost Angel
PoetryRandom poems/proses and unsaid thoughts, this book was created for my poems and etc. feel free to read it, there are some english and filipino poems here. If you don't like it, leave it.
