Your eyes are milky way to my heart
galaxy full of wonders...
You gave birth to me;
then left me alone one day...
Nihilism used to
plague me until I found out...
Tomorrow my counselling,
Then help for my thinking and despair...
I've spent my whole life feeling worthless,
But now I know that this is what worthless...
This lifelong fight between living and leaving,
Two opinions in my mind, today which one am I...
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A writer not only writes what the writer feels but the writer can also feel what the writer writes |
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Being in love is like playing with fire you always get burned |
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Must keep my eyes open, can't fall asleep yet, I'm widely wake, but for how long? |