i live in the clouds of my world
never a clear summer-day sky
i leave whispers in my walk
and secrets as goodbyes
primrose seemed to offer me rest
the smell of lemon and zest
the way my heart would race
when i pull you to my chest
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kiss kiss, goodbye.
Puisi#1 PEAK IN THE METAPHORS CHART. i said kiss kiss, goodbye to the world i once lived in. i was a martyr for my dreams. i fell asleep to the beauty of my screams. poetry album seven. built on the feelings of mental health, dealing with coming into ad...
