Ride
i waited enough,
with those people who fall in line
with faces of irritation and eagerness
eagerness to their way home
but, for me
as long as i see you
i'll never get tired
to steal a glimpse of yours
and to ride along with you,
with those four wheels,
until in our way home
and until we said our goodbye.
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Unhidden Thoughts
PoetryA collection of my poems and prose that remain hidden throughout of my life and now it became an unhidden thoughts. Please bare with my mistakes. I'll promise to be better.
