As dusk crowns the sky, he stands tall upon the roof.
If you love someone, does your pupils dilate when you remember them, your heart race when you hear their name, and your hands shake when thinking of holding them? Or do you simply never let them fade from your thoughts? Close your eyes and clear your mind for a second.
Until, I start loving someone...
I'm tired. Not from everything I have done, but from the weight of my conscience which reminds me of everything I haven't.
He drank water from the pond, Talked to fish for an hour! Ran, up and down the land, Stood still forever! He Swung his weapon, burdened The flower, The wind, The river, With words over and over! The rhythmic lines bind Two worlds together! He praise his mind, For bringing it over! He live for … Continue reading Day – 44 – Poet!
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