my house is black
filled with watered roses
in darkness I reside
where thoughts can't cope to mark their growth
neither time can frame
the phenomenon of purpose
neither I can frame
the blessings nor the burdens
time, let us be
let our thorns have their way
the brighter the light becomes
I hope it will unveil
it was all worth my pain
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Nov 21, 2019 08:54PM
21/11/19 (2)I hope I will be more outgoing and I hope I will step out of my comfort zone as much as I've been doing lately, I hope I will figure things out (just a bit, too much can be dangerous), I...View all Conversations