Symbolizes my lust,
Is this being lost,
I want it to happen fast,
I want it to be the last.
The last time,
Faster,
The last rhyme,
Quicker.
Summertime feels nice,
Same hot waves which melt ice.
Feeling suffocated under the sheets,
You go out for air but you feel the cold,
You could say it's just bullshit,
But those are the same ones that build your shit mold.
Sometimes all I think about is you,
Late nights, starting in May,
Repressing the crying season,
Lasts longer than I thought.
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The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]
PoetryThe collection of poems that should never be seen, Part 1→ IF IT GOES UP, MUST COME DOWN. Poems on various topics, related to good and bad, love, fame, universe, etc...
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