People where we live ,
Live in thic ice layer
Misses the warmth of
Each other ,& called it forever ,
Misses the days where
They can be better .
When the day comes
Where's there's ice started
To melt away ,
The day when they
Going to be gray ,
Just promise me
Just do me a favour.
Because people are
Never meant to be forever.
- a.j
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The Twilight of My Mind
PoetryThe twilight of my mind is based on emotion writing were the words that were untold had been written through my poetry . To pour our self in another universe to skip the realty...so let's come to my fictional world ... ...
