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"My Sun, my Moon, my Dawn";
That is what you told, who I am.
I wish to go back,
When your words were rainbows,
When your touch, a fairy.
I don't want to grow up,
I can't bear it.
Please, I beg of you,
Stop it.
I grow up in world's eyes,
I fade down in yours.
If a lie is what, all of it was,
Then I don't care
If a lie is what, remains of me now.
I refuse to believe it,
I can't see my own world throwing me out.
If you can't come back to me,
Then I am on my knees,
Asking you, to pull me out.
I wanted to die in your arms
I wanted to rot beneath your flowers
I wanted to burn from your warmth.
But He didn't let me.
But it doesn't matters now,
For I am long gone.
Gone, when you stabbed me, in your own home,
With your words,
"Nothing, nothing is what you really are."
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Creative Diary
PoetryA simple poetry book by a girl who believes , the more she sees world the less she desires to live.
