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Rose Aug 2019
‪I hate that
despite of my doubt,
I still miss you
and the memories
we made together
come flooding in
like a rain
surrounded by the storm,
pouring endless water
through my eyes‬.
Rose Aug 2019
The moon‬
‪shines beautifully‬
‪but little did they know‬
‪she is never capable
not strong enough‬
‪to create her own shine
‪only reflecting upon‬
‪what has given to her

‪When her light source is gone‬
‪she gets dark‬
‪and forgotten‬
‪for there are lights below‬
‪far enticing than‬
‪hollow darkness‬

Waiting for the day
she gets to reflect
in order for her presence
to be known again

— The End —