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Oh what an ecstasy
To cry rivers in sleep,
Taking bullets from guns
And tears; yet, not move on.
If I bleed and still dance
And see no other chance
Other than to remain
And watch my own remains
I must have so fallen
So deep in the honey
But; I pray not to find
Such a love truly blind.
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
The cock may crowat the break of dawnhopeful we are for,tomorrow’s sun…There are times I think about leavingand where I will belost in my sleepOn…
I am astound by its composure; cool, calm and collectedit consumes treasures…On a daily,against it, I betslowly making haybefore the sunsetHey! judge me not,we all…
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Really good series🔥 Well written 😊
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Courtesy to your poem; “Running away, wouldn’t heal all the pains you feel”.
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Beautiful poem. “if I bleed and still dance” is my favorite part. :-)
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Thank you dear, I deeply appreciate and I am glad you liked it
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Nice series💗
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Thank you
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