Untitled poem

May 10, 2020

Those brown eyes, that looking fiercely

Those fingers I envy, as they are always attached on your hand

Those smile i could never forget, as it wasn't intended for me

I must’ve been losing my mind,

or at least crazy

As the mind is always fulfilled by you

And Indeed, I am mad

To the reality

for I can’t be the one on yourside

And no,

I refused to say that this writings is inspired by you

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