This 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.
Diamond cut tears, I've shed them through my soul, morning's of sunburst delight, awaken me to search for my purpose. I've cried nights away, puddle of cries, under my feet they sleep, I've still lied about their existence. Forecasting, rain hasn't peeled the clouds that was sad and broken, "il pleut", forever we're stuck under these heavy smoke of oxygen that smoothly gets carried with the wind but yet carry too much sadness. I, shine from space, serenade the beauty that stay beneath, soaked, wishing for better days. "S'il vous plaît, attend moi, je serais de retour", I shouted, as the roses wetting and the clouds ruled the skies.
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