Hurts to bid rose
On a tropical sunset ,
Tears to space
For I'm in your doting crepuscule,
Time of thorns
Races and skip beats,
Will i be okay if this
Is for heavens?
A contour to a rainbow future,
With you beside.
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IMPERFECTIONS
PoetryBeing imperfect isn't a flaw, it's being a perfect YOU! IMPERFECTIONS is a poetry book which dwindles your pain in the arse and gifts you merriment and pleasure reading experience. The poems found here are perfectly crafted in an imperfect manner t...
