Laying in between two trees
Feeling the summer breeze
Saying goodbye to the light
The dark prevailing in the sky
A song of the water calming me
The lights of the city taunting me
Birds have gone to sleep
The crickets have come to sing
Is it real
Or is it a dream?
Totally free
Yet restricted in here
The double me
Is always gonna keep me company
On the ground below me.
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PoetryA person with a pen in its hands can do more damage than anybody else. Everybody has something to help them cope with their problems. Mine is writing poems, if we could even call this poetry... Anyway enjoy.
