Midnight Stare
I hear them sing at night
With the melodies of the forgotten
They cry to their loved
Every night of the days
When then I finally turned
I was sorrounded
But the midnight stares
Of the unknown and the dark
- Dazia Joelle
~ I turn stranger everyday.
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The Poems of Learning and Knowing
PoesíaAll these are wordified feelings from the moment I felt it. Don't judge me.
