•Sometimes I want to go back,
And fall like rain,
On all those fires,
Which burnt me again and again.
Other times I want to sit back,
And watch it like a slide show,
How my flowers died,
At the times they promised to grow.
But mostly, I want to be once again,
The person I was that time,
Happier and fuller,
Without forgery for a smile.
And of course I'm happy now too,
But there's so much I've seen,
That now want to talk to my lost parts,
And ask how they've been. •
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12:30 a.m.
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Love. Lucency. Lassitude.
PoetryL is for love. L is for lucency. L is for lassitude. Poems about love, life and the world at large. 1. Second place in poetry - The Grand Dame awards 2019 🔥 2. Winner of the Creative Minds Awards 2018 (3rd position, poetry) 🔥 3. Honourable me...
