Im 18 and yet still looking for the one. But for know I controll my emotions by writing poems and sharing them with the world.
I’m so nervous
I wonder, how did I get so lucky?
Look at me, I’m just another peasant
Yet look at her, she’s as beautiful as the gods
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People may not see the beauty that you dwell within you
But with the trick of the eye people only see the beauty on the outside
There scared to know what you have on the inside
There shadows hold them back
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I know this is not a poem, but if you look deep into my views, you not only see light, but also tranquility and the colors of life. enjoy.
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I not only see just a woman standing there
I see life, as if it were about to end
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This feeling I keep running into
Its making my heart cry and my mind rush with the past
I loved her and want nothing left to do with her
I reject all the memories of the happiness that once dwelled inside me
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