As my last teardrop fell,
My eyes started to clutter,
Along with the last heartbeat,
Is the final breath I take.
Memories of mine floods,
Here in the dreary and cold space,
A light that seems to gleam,
And a voice saying, "come with me."
He extended his hand towards me,
As if expecting me to reach for it,
I held his hand and look,
Asking, "who are you?"
Smiling, hugging me tightly
A hug that I truly needed,
Burning warmth in my heart
And my tears fall once again.
-Zudotakikurose
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Hi guys, it's been a very long time. I got so cope up with other things I forgot to update.
Thank you for all that supported this book. I am so thankful for those who stayed reading this thus far. Thank you, I love you guys 💕. God bless you all.
P.s. Don't worry, I'll try my best to write more poems. 😊
-Zudotakikurose
(05-30-2020)
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My Poems in LIFE
PoesíaA poem, A poem about my life My life on this earth This earth that God made God made for us to live To live our lives to the fullest So we must cherish this Cherish this precious moments Precious moments where we-- Where we value each other Each oth...
