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The sun is setting
Knowing it's time for getting
Back home before it's dark
Yet I'm still hoping for something to spark
This is my royalty
This is my only plea
That he would come back
And this hollow heart would never again lack
In his presence there is magic
When he is not near I feel something tragic
His hugs coated me with mystery
Without it I'm feeling all cold and misery
He came with so much grandeur
But without him my heart feels so much poor
He is my very pride
Without him I felt a piece of me died
He came with all purity
Don't let my purple fade and the one who set me free...
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Fallen Rainbows
Poetry[COMPLETED] 🥈#2 in Waste -How do you feel when you just find yourself hanging on nothing but broken hopes and dreams? How would it be like if one day, a glimpse of hope would surprise you? Would you still grab it when you are afraid that it wou...
