She sets the ink free,
let the pen crawls,
and the words flow like a sea.
Again,
she's lost in her nirvana.
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"Sometimes, love is cloaked in an unfamiliar demeanor called letting go."
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Let the music flow, And let its lyrics soar, Let it flow Into the crevices of your heart, And just maybe, Maybe, You'll find my soul within its rhythm.
Hold on tight, Like a river during its up, Fasten your seatbelt And hold your breath. And like music on sheets, Let it flow; Unleash your bravery And let your powers glow And when you find me Within the rhythm Untie me from these things I held dear ,
Set me free Like a dandelion in the breeze.
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Dedicated to my camp mate Sweet_sultana, we wrote this poem together since February 6th and sadly, I couldn't publish it then so yeah here it is now, slightly late but whatevaaaaa. I actually liked having you as a camp mate and this collaboration, thank you for being an awesome human being❤
