Flies swat. Red pavement.
Bite my thumb to the anthill
in which I rest awake.

Flowers bloom
to wilt and loose
its petals' vibrant

Like the flame
of a candle lit,
we'd all melt down
someday

When dusk starts to wave,
we'd witness dark

And just like
all the other long,
cold nights,

we'll meet
to bid our endless
goodbyes.

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I find your cheeks so smooth.

Love undying has found you,
Of all the beauty in the world,
Victorious I am over your love,
Escape the blues I do with you.

Your voice is also the smoothest,
Oh – you sing hymns of Křšņä,
Under wicked sky, me you pacify.

Most precious gift is your smoothness,
I shall definitely relish your beauty,
Tasked with your happiness,
Ah, I shall love to know your knitty-gritty,
Loving me will be your goodness,
I am here forever to stay.

I don't know about their kind
But I surely know mine.
I will start from the beginning
Leaving nothing behind .

Seeing me failing ,upsets him
But seeing me not trying, angers him
He doesn't want me to repeat his mistakes,
To see me succeed he is willing to do everything it takes.

He is not perfect
Not even close to it
Well parenting is tough isn't it ?

He has made some mistakes
But had pure intentions
It's his job to be strong and hide his emotions.

Well that's just it ,
His mistakes are neglected
His anger is deflected
Because his love is so purely reflected