15 | Nov 04
those eyes staring at me, seemed to swirl around like a raging tempest
you should be careful as it threathens to bring destruction at any moment
but for some reasons there was such a hopelessness behind that cold stare
a mere memory showing or perhaps a shadow of someone, wandering aimlessly

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Moonstruck
PoetryCopyright © November 2020 by Mystital probably my rant book written in flowery language, all raw from my soul. highest ranking: nov-dec #1 poetry collection out of 21.8k stories #1 poet out of 14.6k stories #1 poem collection out of 6.6k stories #1...