Sunshine
I crave to feel it on my skin
Does it really feel warm and fuzzy?
Everybody has felt it
Except me
Cause I have ever only felt the moonlight on me
I crave to squint my eyes in the sunlight
But I always do it only in the dark at night
Do you know my friend,
How does it feel to see the sun and not know how it feels?
My skin is pale it lacks color
Cause the sun has never touched my skin
Some days I feel like defying everything
But then they will not be able to do anything
While others were showering in sunlight
I bathed in the moonlight
When I die I won't be a member of the stars
But I'll be a part of the sun
They say,
Sunshine,
One day you'll be
The
Death
Of
Me
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Dear Sapiens,
Be grateful for little things.
Ones waste is anothers treasure
Love,
Soul - Seeker.
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Love, Soul - Seeker.
PoésieThere are days when we are tired and days that we cannot carry on anymore. For those days we should look back to the good days in life. . . . This is just some random stuff to muse you when you feel weary. Bring a little smile and brighten your day...
