You are made of poems.
Utterly somber,
yet beautifully written,
plunging into the abyss
of a lost soul.
You are a symphony of sounds.
Starkly melancholic,
yet a soothing lullaby.
You are bursting with flowers.
Seemingly ordinary,
yet wonderfully blossoming,
oozing with sunshines,
rainbows, and butterflies.
Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 6:31 AM UTC
You are made of poems.
Utterly somber,
yet beautifully written,
plunging into the abyss
of a lost soul.
You are a symphony of sounds.
Starkly melancholic,
yet a soothing lullaby.
You are bursting with flowers.
Seemingly ordinary,
yet wonderfully blossoming,
oozing with sunshines,
rainbows, and butterflies.
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