in hate, in love,
i sit in silence,
and the crowd
thinks of it
as calmness;
little did they know
it's always war
inside my head.
ㅡstill waters run deep
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Sunflower Stories
PoetryI bend whenever skies turn black. I lose some petals when it's dark. Even so, I'd rise again when morning comes, and darkness ends. ㅡ Sunflower
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in hate, in love,
i sit in silence,
and the crowd
thinks of it
as calmness;
little did they know
it's always war
inside my head.
ㅡstill waters run deep
