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May 2019
Behind those times,
My mind travels in thousand miles.
Behind those pretty eyes,
Are my tears that came from all those cries.
Behind those bluish skies,
Are symbol of loneliness which I try to hide.
Behind those rides,
I don't even know what my life defines.
Behind those advice,
Is myself that can't still make it apply.
Behind those white lies,
Is me that is still waiting for your reply.
Behind those fake smiles,
I'm still trying to look for the positive side.
Behind those sighs I make,
Are sleepless nights that keeps me awake.
Behind those closed doors,
Is me that no one will ever adore.
I had fun with those rhymes haha.
Scaevola Lisianthus
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Scaevola Lisianthus  F/Somewhere
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   Phil B
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