Everytime you walk away
You're cutting the way
Towards our destination
Not good for sensation.
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Poetry of Mine
PoetryThe sun will always come out of the sky Where everybody else can freely fly Albeit no wings You fly with the winds Roses are red Violets are blue When you combine them together Wala pa ring forever Ang sweet ninyo Nakaka-diabetis, Nakakatakot din k...
Everytime
Everytime you walk away
You're cutting the way
Towards our destination
Not good for sensation.
