A one quiet night
And a cold breeze kissing my skin
When everything sinks in
And make everything bright
She won't come back
And I need to get to used to it
Because maybe true love is just a myth
I guess I have used all my luck
Tears roll down my eyes
And heart beats slow down
As I get drown
Now I need to pay all the price
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Just Things I Have Written
RandomIt contains different poem and things I created for someone I loved the most but now she's gone and the only thing left are this poems and memories of her in my heart and mind
