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 Nov 2020 Pillu
Michaela Ferris
Why am I always the one to apologise?
Even though you hurt me first...
Said you'd be there,
Then chuck me aside.
So when is it I retaliate,
Push you away so I won't get hurt,
Do you say I'm the one who's hurting you,
But not acknowledge what you did first?
 Nov 2020 Pillu
Abir Lover
Life is a sort of flavors!
Sometimes tastes so sweet,
some others it is just that salt.

Life is a sort of stories!
Sometimes she is the beauty,
other days she is the beast.

Life is a sort of colors!
Sometimes the moon light,
some others turns to an eclipse.

Life is a sort of seasons,
Sometimes warm as the spring,
suddenly freezing and cold just like the winter.

Life is a sort of lenses,
Sometimes the clear vision,
in others turns to blurry.

Life is a like person.
Sometimes it is a friend,
others might turns to a total stranger.

Whatever life is!
Whatever comes between!
It is always one of the two.

— The End —