when the water comes to you
it's like a river has entered the room
and life is true, and so are you
and love is the water's habit
when the wind says "hello"
you'll smile and say it back, you know
'cause though it's life is so unknown
the wind won't try to hide it
when the earth laughs, you'll laugh along
and the sound will be similar to hitting a gong
as you have cried for much too long
but the world is double-sided
and when the fire says "goodbye"
you'll lay back in your bed and cry
for you know all it did was lie, lie, lie
for lies are the fire's habit
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A Look Into My Mind
General FictionI only write when I need to let out trauma. Perceive these poems and short stories however you want. There won't always be a clear meaning. There doesn't need to be.
