I'm going to get buried alive in this heaven in nature.
If I'm to lost my vision,
I'll see this beauty again.
If I'm to be deaf,
I'll listen to its beauty again.
If I'm to be whatever,
I'm never gonna leave this beauty behind.
Nature's beauty will always be in my vision.
Those who ask why is it special to me?
This beauty fills up my heart's void with an eye sight.
If I'm falling for something,
I'll empty my heart for it to enter my veins.
THE TRUE PEACE EXISTS IN NATURE AND ENDS IN NATURE!
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PoetryYou might be the first to die in my eyes. Finding your soul. Something for your eyes and voice. Well, here you will not found every poem on eyes & voice:
