There's a life that never been there
Designing your own world
Creating your own friends
And molded your desire into one
You think you know who you are
What are they and who we were
You've been living a situation
And it's a pleasure to believe
But soon after you awakes
For the truth is
It's not really there.

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Placebo: 27 Poetry [ongoing]
PuisiThis is the old poem collection of mine. Created in 2015. There were flaws and mistakes in here but I'm glad I did it. Flaws and mistakes are what people are. "Writing this collection is somehow a restoration of feelings. Although, as you know 'pl...