~ My Poems ~

Loneliness Of The Living

My love, my loveliest. How come youre always here when you live the lowest?

How come everyone laughs at our honour, knowing it hurts as deep as the love that connected us in.

I worship you every living moment, at least till the moment im still here.

My love, my loveliest. How come i dont miss the person who was an almost to me,
the one who appears every time im alone,
the one that knows whenever any things are wrong?

And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling.

But appear here as much as you want, till another lives will do us part.

Because deep down i know, Ill finally someday hide that body of your own.

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SHORT ONE, ALSO I SUCK AT POEMS.

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