I believe, an unlived life,
Will either crave death,
Like how a hungry stomach,
Wants to fill the emptiness.
Or fear death,
Like how a gardener,
Guards his precious flower,
That hasn't fully bloomed yet,
From being plucked by the intruder.
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RHYMES OF MELANCHOLY
PoetryPOEM COMPILATION *** Under the gaze of the moonlight, The stars asked three people that night, "What will you give in exchange for my light?" The doctor answered, "I'll give you my sight, So you will see the world in someone's eyes." The teacher sai...
