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Taken

I write and write But I should work with myself Ask me tonight how does it feel It is a horror cinema And you do not have to pay for the ticket..

Born into this world I felt enough It felt enough I was not shy of strangers I smiled them Like my son does now Now I am shy But why What is..

Why pristine seashell Why You touched God And now Pure being Untouched by a mortal skull Untouched by a human hand Who Who Who Who Who ..

The more perfect you want to be The more you will question yourself The more questions you will have The weaker you will become With bigger and ..

I will miss you my dear We could have been there Watching the moon Telling out little loves That burned us And laughing Laughing Laughing Laug..

I miss that day I miss laying besides you With that body white on the reflection of light A weird prince On a yellow And red Shiny jacket.

There is something poetic in the word poem.

Now I know why we did not meet My love I wanted to fly high You wanted to be a lizard on earth.