CLIFF OF HAPPINESS
You know that you'll fall
But you chose to stay to the hall
Watch the two dancing people
Now, you'd cry a tears like falls
To be in pain is a choice
Don't let them to play your heart like a toys
If you'd fall, stand with poise
If your weak, they will rejoice
Your heart was on the edge of death
It feels like it has been grate
But there's a man like a spider that will stitch the broken gate
Soon, you won't see any mark of hate
Don't regret the mistakes
It will guide you to see the snowflakes
The pains will go with the streams of lakes
And you'll gonna taste the sweetest cake....
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Fruit of My Boredom
PuisiA poetry that will make you feel like you are riding in a roller coaster.
