Supernova
May it be
For me to tear appart
Under the cherry blossom tree
You would rip out my heart
<Let me teach thee
When adding are to say
The result expect to be
Your near future to lay>
The seasons pourring down on you
On marble water dripping silently
The heavens dark once cristal blue
Forever underneath the cherry blossom tree
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The Beauty Of Poetry
PoetryHermes to be these Words The Letter my Feelings shall be The Recieving being You And the Originator being Me Please note that I am not an English native speaker. I am from Germany and therefore might make some mistakes during writing. Also, for some...
