I built my life with the solid bricks of pain
By the river of tears I cried
It withstood the endless rain
That prevented me from washing away my pain
The endless rain which is,
My memory.
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Deep Seas
PoetryMy mind was the deep seas Undiscovered, undisturbed and untouched Except by its inhabitants They arrived every second Every one of them was different Each with their own positivity and negativity Some of them brought along colour while others were p...
