She was in the clouds,
heavy and bright
not expecting to fall down just like the rain against floor
Anxious
Never did she knew,
rain hurt the moment of touching earth.
Left with darkness
Not finding a sight
of light in the white clouds
because their were no longer any
Shes was a tripping of a star burning at midnight
No sight of catch
She soon enough became the shimmer of the river moonlight
A light the world never noticed
until the pressure of sun
fell asleep
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This one poetry describes the whole "True happiness" page, I hope you like my begging of poetry. I appreciate comments. I feel like this is trashy but i hope you all like it. I have been off for a while but i hope i still got readers. Tysm for reading!!
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Bring me back to life
PoetryThis is a biography, blended out with a poetry. I will be working on a couple of chapters, and I hope you all will enjoy my work, tysm.
