xxiii | when the pigs fly

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There's a lot of questions running inside my mind.

And now I'm left behind.

I just want to unwind,

And forget you for a while.

But how if you are my inspiration?

You turned my not-so-good poetries into a great creation.

Because you are one of my best imaginations.

Now, I am thanking you for leaving me.

You just get the best out of me 

When you just left me.

These are the words I've wanted to tell you.

The questions that I've been dying to ask you.

And once again, thank you

Now I already have twenty-three poems including this,

Full of heartbreaks,

Mistakes and even headaches.

I wrote all of them at the bottom of my heartaches.

And still wondering why you left.

Because you are a theft.

Stealing someone's heart and sell them with broken pieces.

I can't even put it back into their proper places.

Aren't you coming back? Why?

I can't even stop myself sometimes to cry.

When will I get your answers? When pigs fly?



A/TH: Yessssh! 23rd poem! And we just also reached 2k readers! Yuhoooo!

So, I'll be posting a not-so-special chapter, and it is NOT A POEM. Ok? It will be just a few facts about 23:00 Thoughts and Me. 

And a lot of more! 

:) 


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