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1.1k · Aug 2020
HEart
Beng Aug 2020
He's consist of artworks and paintings,
music and movies,
Heart without he is plain art
Art is what he loves to do
Can't think of anyone but you,
Just you.
i'm so sorry for being inactive lately :c
mark this as an apology since i'm so in love with my boyfriend. so in love.
693 · Jul 2020
Sunset
Beng Jul 2020
Watching the sunset
feels so peaceful
Watching the sunset
indeed's blissful
But no sunset
can be so beautiful
when i look at you
some poem drafts on my notebook
485 · Jul 2020
Happiness
Beng Jul 2020
I never thought I'd be happy now, despite everything
Someone is making me happy
He controls me being sappy
He keeps me sane
Even after everything is not the same
I wish this feeling could last forever
I swear,
I'm gonna keep trying to be better
i'm so in love with my boyfriend . very much in love. so in love.
310 · Jul 2020
Memory
Beng Jul 2020
I remember,
You said hi
I said hello
We talked all night
In the breeze of the moonlight
At 3 am we are wide awake
To talk about the memories we will make

I remember,
Those were the highs now I'm at my low
I didn't expect that you'll come and go
At 3 am,
I'm wide awake
Thinking how long will this ache
draft poem for when i was devastated. i'm absolutely happy now
282 · Jul 2020
Not every ache is an injury
Beng Jul 2020
She's been alone every time
Her family thinks she's just fine
She always has her phone in her hand
Cause she always feels so alone in this land

Every time she hears her mom screaming
She's not attentive & just keeps on day dreaming
She always wish she could escape all this mess
Cause she believes she's too young to be stress

If her family only knew,
that she always feel sad and blue
If her family only knew,
that escape is the one she's been craving to do.
made this poem in 5 minutes for my personal development subject. i can't relate to this but hope you all like it. message me if you can relate, let me know if i can help!
189 · Jul 2020
memories
Beng Jul 2020
R.I.P to the days where we acted like lovers
to the embrace you gave when things gets harder
to the pain in my tummy which contains laughter
to the jokes we tell others together
to the days when you are like my reminder
to the fast heartbeat everytime you get nearer
Those days are over and we can’t even say hi to each other.
172 · Jul 2020
Dreams do come true
Beng Jul 2020
Dreams are called dreams
because you can make it happen
Maybe,
I really can make you mine
Maybe,
I can understand your mind
Maybe,
You and I can collide at the right time.
poems draft. hehe.

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