Walking slowly while everything's fading,
Looking gloomy as everything's falling,
I was accidentally hit by a hoodwinker who turns out to be my saver,
Then the light's flashing brightly and stunningly shinning like its calling me out.
Is it hope or I'm just holding on to the edge of this slope,
which I know I can fall or I cannot?
In which either I fell or we fell from each other's imperfections, by showing our affection that will leads us both to have a relation.
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Poetry"I can still smell your intoxicating scent and I can feel your passionate kiss and touch, it is the feeling of having a mutual to someone but there's no assurance." "It is damn complicated to be in a one sided situation." "Be free, be brave and be...
