And everytime you speak
A promise of forever
It strums the strings
And hums melody
So pure and tranquil
That I am begging you to stay
To live in my castle
And be my king.
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
Be Mine
And everytime you speak
A promise of forever
It strums the strings
And hums melody
So pure and tranquil
That I am begging you to stay
To live in my castle
And be my king.
