"Oh flowers, why you die so easily?
why are you so delicate?
why do you always escape?
why can't I hold you longer?"
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Forsaking My End
شِعرWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
