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Loveless Feb 2017
Sometimes lazy
My little daisy
In blue

Life hazy
My heart still crazy
For you
;)
Loveless Feb 2017
Sometimes, I wonder
What's the purpose of life
Why we are born here
Why we live
When we have to die

I wonder why we exist
When our being doesn't matters
The world keeps on going
It never stops
And it never will

Maybe,
I think,
Just maybe
There's no purpose of life...
Loveless Jan 2017
There are a few things in the world
That wave between light and darkness.
Such things allure me
I've some unknown hunger for them
Like a monster
It's neither an angel
Nor a devil
But it still is
Like a black rose
Rose is a symbol of goodness
Yet its stained in darkness
And it blooms as black
These things captivate me
Like a charmer captivating it's prey
I wonder about them all the time
I guess after all
I'm like them
I don't know if it makes sense. I just wanted to pen it down.
Loveless Jan 2017
The stone envied her
Because she feel
She envied the stone
Because it didn't
Loveless Jan 2017
"Look! An angel!" she said pointing her finger towards the sky.

"Where?" he raised his head and frantically moved his eyes in search for the sight of angel. The plain blue sky was not even holding any bird.

"Where is..." his words stopped when he felt her hug him from behind. She rested her head over his back as if she was trying to hear his heartbeats and then placed her hand right over his heart.

"Right here, inside your heart."
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