Currently,
It is just there-
You and your wonder,
Or you,
And your trick.
The transparency seems like a joke
Oh. No. Let me restate it:
It was just an expectation of mine
That has put me
in the middle on the stairs.
The door of the mouth
Is wide open
To roost the transparency.
The line was so dead,
For me, to be under
The pressure.
But it has been there:
The Why.
First, it was a wonder;
Now, it becomes fun for you
written on June 2, 2023
Hillary Monica Maranresy
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Author:
Hillary Monica Maranresy (
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- Category: Love
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Comments3
Very nicely stated in poetic form.
a good flow to this piece
I maybe wrong, but I think some guy has upset you.
The love game is always cruel, hits you on the blind and usually keeps you there.
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