The dynasty just begun, we've travelled above the mountains towards the stars where the sun silently rest in centre. Saddened by the distances he shared with his peers, eventually depression introduced himself to him. They clashed and became one, as for I the moon child, slept mourning my Sun light, he fell asleep soundly leaving the rest of the galaxy cold, blowing stars away as he tried to breathe without any oxygen. The creator, creations were in place when he's fire died out and rested in peace forever.
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Love Beyond Trees
PoetryThis is a poetry that touches and reaches the depths of our emotions that we dare not to tamper with. It's a set of poems I put together for you readers to enjoy and feel the shoes I cannot wear.
