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Dec 2023
Honestly time has been ticking it was filing for crime. 
Awareness finally hit me, alone scares us.
Luxury is living nearby, knowing you'll get my high.
Admirable brownish eyes covered with purple skies.

We're the two bodies in one soul they talk about.
Hold my hand, during storms  I promise I'll find the shore.
I'll be your shelter in this cold.
Dig deep down you'll find emeralds and gold

Lets meet again in a faraway land
Stolen from his arms, yet you're safe with me
Laughs and kisses isn't what may seem
I love you dearly, please don't scream.

Drops of water from the sky, the type that angers you
Now is rain without the rainbow in the end
Now is rain without the scent
Now is the rain that angers me too

Wake me up from this nightterror dream
Eyes open to dances and weird faces made on small screens
Eyes open to smiles and songs you sing
Don't you realise the happiness that you bring

By: Zoulaikha
My hala
Written by
Zoulaikha Al-Aghbari  22/F/Pluto
(22/F/Pluto)   
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