Love Poetry Collections (SEASON 2)

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GHOST IN PAST

Dawn appeared and I always knew it's just like yesterday,
An endless count in my fingers, an endless tears,
Wearing rainbow socks as I feel the hot gush of rain and a continuously cold,
Fear and stupefy really I am.

That bastard died long ago...

To made such a gold-rushed coffin to our lame memories,
It's been a year,
But...I cannot lit a candle for you...

All our sins together, we are in a good phrase because through the years I've never swallowed up good things, good deeds...

I am set in a huge space of the most darkest ring no one can stay,
Fighting someone, just for you,

No one will do this, no one wanted to defend you...

You were unnoticed but not until I came,
You are devastating, you broke my ugly habits, those times you chose to still believe in what I did,
Singing prayers unto my withered system and brain,
Sounded imperfect to others yet for me you have the most note in my ears.

It is never a half-note baby...

Your bones are frail, also your heart, Everyday it's a war, got to shoo those boo,
They did not know who you are,
Their basis where at the thick cover.

Perchances of romances. I also carry pail of pale,
Instead of showing compassion, you just laugh and took some heavy sighs, Because every brave people has legend of dramas,

When I stare at you, I saw st. Mary...

Only good and perfect adjectives gre suitable when it comes to you,
Does not have 20 over 20 visión but when my are eyes are fixed on you,
I am bedazzled, you are vaguely perceived,
Please be void at staring at me by this I already betrayed our friendship.

Everything change and every people leaves ,
I did not wanted to hear your name or to clay with you close,

But every corner's I'd go, there was you...
But did not you mind I am waiting at this bench...

Hoping, one day our path will cross...

Medias, Reporters and a lot of civilians wondered why I'm still here,

I am a savage, I wanted to get attention again.

But my parents are gone, also you...

Everytime I looked above, don't have choice but to blame those scatter frenzy clouds,

Reckless of this life...

Kneeling to the ground and mirrored myself, as I licked my own river.

'Cause tonight, the show is in your spotlight a million of us were here got to watch you
Saying yes to the elegant man, who humiliated you years ago,
Remembering my beloved preacher told me before that

I am poor but because of you...
I'm rich

Your eyes expresses loved and behind it I am not their to love you back,
Because you are requited the one 's I knew well.

As if it was lifting a law and so mad or me,
Mad at you, why you left me cloned alone? Don't blame to anyone and blame ourselves,
Got it and I am sorry if I will blame you this time,

Desperate to feel you wrapped in my arm,
Missing your smell even though it's a fragrance to me,
But now...I smelled my old-self to where I'm used to of being wicked,
As I walked, people shocked at the great river flowing through my eyes.

:an artwork of who says-it-all.

🖤: ♡♡~~say says,
@jas