I'll start this poem with a sigh
Hoping my words would reach so high
So high that it could reach
Your broken heart waiting to be unleashed
I'll serve as your mirror
You'll protector, your savior
Your knight in shining armor
And so you need to be grateful.
So bare with me
And look to my eyes
Tell me what you see
Don't live in a lie
You're special
You're beautiful.
Indeed like scarlet leaves in autumn
Your faith dries and trembled to the ground
You're so full of soul
But you're seem so blind to see it
Wishing you one day you would believe it.
God's creations are so perfect
That no one should spill verdict
And you're one of them
A Perfect national anthem
Hate me if you want
Tell me I can't loosen the knot
Hate me
But please believe me
Hate me so bad
But you need to be glad
Hate me if you please
But don't let your faith tarnished
Hate me if you want
But love yourself and believe as you want..
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Drawn, Whacked To Dust
PoetryPoetry that convey messages how to pull strings for you to move on love, friendship betrayals, and personal insecurities in life. It's our life, and it's our sketchbook for us to be drawn.
