As every time I looked at you
I wonder if you love me too
The moment our eyes meet
I can see and feel it
But the claim is not always true
Like the soothsayers predict the future
I don't know why?
Why I feel this way?
Does the destiny we're meant to be
Or it is just simply imaginary
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Unspoken words
PoetryI have a lot of stories to tell! The stories of my neighbors, friends, acquaintances, relatives, family, and more. Secrets-I have a lot of them; nobody knew them except me. My replicas don't really show what I feel, what's going on in my head, or in...
