Even heaven will come down
Just to get a glimpse of him
He is filled with perfection
Feels like loving him is a sin
Hope to meet him in reality
As he only exist in my dream
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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.
