§|| Picture of You ||§

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Visible in one's eye,
That it's all a lie,
In your every 'hi' is already a goodbye,
When I still don't know why.

Have to open my palm,
As I'm supposed to be calm,
Or did I just pretend to be calm,
In order to open my palm?

Smiling externally,
When I'm already crying internally,
Acting so emotionally,
Just how much you're precious to me.

After wishing to the passing meteors,
I just gathered nothing but your pictures,
Now that I must accept the aftermath,
To continue walking on the right path.

▪️▫️▪️▫️MoonWrights

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