Once again tonight, I’ll refrain myself from telling you this "the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?".
My life unfolds as my story is being told in forms of words creating a poem that speaks to the soul.
Wednesday, April 5, 2023
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Goodbye
Dear Miss D, The process of letting you go is the hardest one I've come to know, through this poem I'll set you free, ...
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This evening the Moon asked me, "Where's the person you used to compare me to?". My eyes wanted to cry, but I tried...
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My life has been a cruel joke, with thoughts unsaid and words misspoke.
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In a crowd filled with people half dull and half interesting I look for only one person, I look only for YOU.
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