※MISSery※
→Written By: @Labs
Little me, Little me I can't see
Hiding on a body of big
Big bad witch, that can't foresee
The things that scamper in me
It grips the throat, words are blocked
To deliver the purity of flow
But if you have the eagerness in luck
You might take a glimpse that glow
Engrave in every nerve
Pumping the rejoicing tears
Every letters must be preciously serve
Cloak will be shudder and swears
Little me, little me, its not little
It is the weak that miss the gentle
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PoetryI look at her eyes, it says 'hope'. - She was this miserable and worthless image type of person. But the first time that I saw her. I saw something that I can't even express or make into words. I look at her nose, it says 'mesmerizing'. -It was like...
