As the night arrives
I start to get sleepy
Dreams start to flicker
The world I love deeply
No one is there
Just me with new memory
The faith is new here
Who knows what I'll see
Don't want to wake up
Hope to dream on and on
My only wish every night is
Hope there is no morn
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Spilling Thoughts
PoetryWhen your thoughts cannot be expressed, spill it on pages... Sometimes scribbling, doodling and scratching on paper is all you need to do to bring out those unexpressed feelings.
