We are born into this world with nothing but innocence.
But the world always gives and gives us wickedness.
The construction of what guilt had built.
This society has been known to be infamous.
So I'm sorry, my dear.
The world can be cruel.
It's nothing to fear.
As long as you will rule.
The world will be ours as long as I'm here.
So go pick some flowers, while the ending is near.
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Daniel, a poem collection.
PoetryPoem collection by Marlon. I like to dedicate this book of poems to my lover, Daniel. Without him these poems or this idea couldn't be made without him. He is my light, my sun, my moon, my everything, my world. I like to thank him for helping me mak...
