I'm still convinced
That this is just a dream.
I still believe that I'll wake up
And see the sun's beam.
I will wake up,
And roll on the green Grass
Skip on rocks,
And look at sky as the time pass.
Run under the rain,
Make my shoes wet.
Step on the mud,
And never regret.
Wait, isn't this a daydream ?
Reality hits me,
This is not real,
A nightmare it may seem.
-N.Hetari
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Beyond The Thoughts
Poetry[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
