I am sitting by my window, watching the mightly Lodestar
falling down, like it was nothing.
Then, suddenly it felt like I lost my religion and my
only direction.
I was watching stars, watching the mighty Lodestar
falling down, like nothing matters.
It looked just like suicide to me,
and it felt like I lost something.
I was walking down the streets, seeing a dead body
lying on the stairs of your house, like it belongs there.
Then, suddenly it felt like I lost my religion and my
only direction.
Sleep well, my mighty Lodestar.
It looked just like suicide to me,
and it felt like I lost something.
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Tiny poems for tiny days
PoetrySometimes, you'll get this feeling that you need something refreshing for the soul. No motivational quotes. No socializing. Nothing like that. You only need a mug of tea and some tiny poems for tiny days like that.
