it was such a sunny day
everyone was happy
but here am i, in the corner
wondering why am i such in a dark place
then i realized there was a storm
forming in the circles of my orbs.
YOU ARE READING
to move on
Poetrylet the pen run wild as it tell the tale about u and me but never us. genre: (not so) poetry // english
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it was such a sunny day
everyone was happy
but here am i, in the corner
wondering why am i such in a dark place
then i realized there was a storm
forming in the circles of my orbs.
