I once dreamed a halcyon night,
When everything seems to be mild,
When I don't have to be weary,
With the things I shouldn't worry.
I once envisioned a night with no expectations,
From you and all the things from our imaginations,
When I don't have to ask you anymore,
On the things that will make every wound sore.
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An Introvert's Poems and Prose
PoetryI troubled uttering and expressing my thoughts to other people. And so it happens that I found hope in writing. It's like a ray of sunshine in an armor that saved my whole bare being from the countless silent battles of life. Thus, I want to share w...
