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How did
we end up
being
strangers?
We used
to be
true-love
believers.
The sun rose,
Giving me time to pause.
Reaching to my heart,
The promise to never part.

That today will be my art.
Rise up again.
In my hand is a cup of tea
In this moment let me be
Take all the worries away
I beg thee just for a day

In my mind is a picture of us
A memory that now has passed
Take all the sadness with you
I beg thee to please do

In my heart is a sorrow of mine
A scar than no one can find
Take all the pain from me
And today just let me be
Just let me escape it for a day
She was beautiful when yhu met her.
Now her face is all blue, and scars inner.
She had a gorgeous eyes that sees through crystal.
Now there's a patch of blood on the left eye.
Her smile was like the sunset, before a red moon.
Now, yhu have slapped away the nerve that controls the smile.
I'm no doctor.
But i think she's suffering from a "you syndrome"
Why abuse what yhu claim to love??
I sing to you my words;
I dance for you my feelings;
I painted you in my world—-
You make life worth living.
You're the new living creation
The new era of the world
You're the ravishing beacon of hope
The new beginning in middle of the threaten ending
You're the life amongst the dead
The sun overpowering the sky
You're the star that outshine the night---

Everyone adores you
They all exalt you
The whole word trust you
But, Darling...

What have you done?!
© 2018 Sheer
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Hello there! Thank you for your time reading my first piece. Hope you enjoy. Cheers! :)

Comments and suggestions are very welcome!
Love never grows old
neither becomes cold,
nor doth it fall sick
as to become weak.

Nay! not by its strings,
but the lovers themselves.
tightly hold my hand,
let's go somewhere far away
just like neverland
love,

your wendy.
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