The bright sky full of my dreams.
Are now speaking of my far forgotten dreams.
The sunshine
It used to witness my glee.
But now I want to flee.
From everything that once made me feel free.
Now the clouds are my friend.
And the rain my best friend.
Because they helped me to hide
my tears from the faces of my fears.
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When I Close My Eyes
Poetry• It's just a release of mind. • A scream we all do, at certain points of our lives. • It's dark. But the darkness sometimes might break into light. • At times, might get you down and the other time may get you up. • Sometimes inspiring and sometim...
