Keep your persona
blessed. I miss you.
Do you meet the
mockingbird often? Ask
the larkspur to stay open
the spur. I may come any day
to give a kiss.
Why did you
embrace the path
of submission, leaving
the prophet of mercy?
Between why and
how I was discovering
myself in vain.
Do you believe
in seclusion of pain?
I always cried in dark.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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