A mediocre
You're enjoying I'm creating Neither hundred percent Nor the hundredth of whole Only like a mediocre of You and me. As long as I'm writing My poem bridges the gap Even though a single Atom of us.
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I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple
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No more dream in blue day
My hope is still awakening
To eradicate the pain
Of dreadful moments
What makes me blue.
My body is shivering
Because of cold
No warm touch
Is being get
Except few scribble words
Deep in my heart.
My feeling is blue
Like endless sky
Certain death of my body
Encompassed like
Still water.
Mounted hope is yet live
To be free.
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