Filled with happiness
Even doesn't know this.
Smiling like endless,
Troubles seemed nothingness.
Tripped by tree root,
And begun to cry from it.
The smile faded,
The picked flowers vanished.
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Guys if you don't mind, you can request from my Mga Tula to make a story about it. Feel free guys. I'm open.
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Mga Tula (Poems)
שיריםMga Tula is a bunch of poems compiled and made by my vague mind. Some of these compilation of poems were taken from the stories I made. There are also poems made by my cousins and also, poems made by myself. So please, beware of dog. Ay este. Words...
