But I wanna fly, free indeed not with you;
But I wanna cry, alone indeed no more the reason you;
But I wanna settle down, not in home in a bushes of green and blue;
I wanna get mad, less socializing but dancing through;
I don't wanna hear, don't wanna breath;
I don't wanna sing, for humans are true, true indeed for hurting few;
Some read some reject, I've gone through in my little age;
Though 18 is fine, I know them better;
Better in a condition to keep it secret forever.
-Tanuza Phezong.
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Poetry(Hi, this is my collection of poems. I hope you guys enjoy reading it.) If you guys have had a breakup/ heartbreak, you've come the right way now open the door and explore.
