There are these nightmares
that chases after me
they call so frequent
mocking and twisted
buried deep within
they become
A part of me
Once in a while
There are these Smiles
Rarely bloomed
True and bright
But only some can see
the difference
between feigned and sincere
Inspired by Faded by @Ruonaa
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Poems Forged with Lightning ⚡
PoetryPoems are not stories. They are powerful thoughts and emotions moulded into legible words on pen and paper. Poems are a reality, how it is perceived by the poet, in this case, me. --------ALL RIGHTS RESERVED-------- The astounding cover here is desi...
