Walking on a flower bed , plucking around
Love the song how it plays of breakdown
It's was the day when i was found
Invisible , sensitive and clout
Even when you were the cloud
I want to became the rain cause
Falls soon be sound
Winter seem to wore a gown
Of warmness that never felt even
The sun down
Walking on a flower bed, plucking around
It was the day when you shut me down.
- fuye
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Umbrella Of Poems
PoetryWelcome, Poetry is not everyone's cup of tea. But if uou prefer it. Congratulations! Hi, I'm fuye. This book will have all my poems. I hope you'll like it. Ask for explanation if you don't understand the meaning , in comments
