Lost in the crowd
but into the crowd
Don't know what I want
but know what I like
Look like a fight
between social clans
and there's nowhere I belong
There is so much dark
but I found you with a smile
Made my days happier
when we saw eye to eye
Now I look back
and can't imagine that
a sun could have bads
How can you call "villain"
a person who's no more near?
...
With love,
Myriiambatl.
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𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋
PoetryWe both know happiness is a butterfly, what about a colourful butterfly between lines? I want to make your day a little more happy. Recopilation of original poems.
