I loved the wind.
It made me feel alive.
It made me feel like I'm a young girl,like I'm five.
The world was toxic and seemed dead.
But the wind still smelled good and feels fresh.
The birds chipped but becomes dead flesh.
Sometimes I wonder if the world
Was loved.
And humans was the one who approved.
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Poems And Poetries
PoetryHighest rank: Rank 29 in attention Rank 939 in Lost English poems filled with every feelings such as:sadness,Love,madness and etc. I'm updating when I can't think of anything to write on my other book 'UNIVERSITY OF DETECTIVES' Language: BOTH ENGLIS...
