Once again we're at the park,
feeling a cool breeze,
I see you sitting relaxedly,
underneath the trees.
You catch me looking right at you,
I quickly turn away,
I wonder how you still manage,
to make me blush this way
- because once again we're strangers,
breaking piece by piece,
and once again we're strangers,
this time with memories.
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Haphazard Oeuvre
RandomI'm one of those people who expresses emotions better on paper, than in person. So this is just a collection of my random pieces of writing, including my poetry. This is my first Wattpad book and it took me a lot of time and efforts on the part of m...
