Gum
He have walked a thousand miles
Finding something he longed
Thirsty for something unexplainable
But for every step he makes
Something odd always happens
On the sole of his shoes
Is where everything became heavy
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Just The Randomness of an Insomiac |Poetry|
Ngẫu nhiên"The candle It's fire was swaying gracefully As if dancing into a song Hot and burning with passion Yet got swallowed by the darkness hugging it And so she became Nothing" When a simple girl can't fall asleep, she just stares at the sky and let h...
