We
We were wonderful.
It's like watching fireworks light up the atmosphere of the dark night —exploding to a rainbow of beautiful hues.
And so like how fireworks disappear after beautiful sparks,
We too, met our goodbye.
It's because no fire is meant to last,
In a heart as cold as sky.
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Evanescence (Poetry & Prose)
Poetrythere is so much i want to tell you, yet i have no voice to say. then words came to the rescue, and poetry has it all became. ➿ to all our constants who treated us as temporary ➿ Highest Rank: #6 in Literary & 3 in Short Poetry (tags) #11 in Broken...
