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Flawsome_poetry, [8/2/2022 11:48 AM]

Magnificence isn't timeless

A long time to come and they blur

Eyebrows and lashes and the sleek hair

Fall like pre-winter leaves

What's more, the skin you acclaim to such an extent

Feeling disintegrated like collapsed paper

Furthermore, these sweet pink lips

Will be dry like feed on Sahara

Thus I don't pick you for magnificence

Be that as it may, for the vibe I have

That I could keep my finish of "joyfully ever later"

Also, through the breeze, breeze and sweet daylight

I'll be there to share

What's more, through the tempests and tremors

I'll hide close by

Also, assuming that I had the spirit harvester's vital

We'll sneak to the great beyond together

The inquiry is

Will you do same?


©? ?_Elizabeth

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Flawsome_poetry, [8/2/2022 11:49 AM]

Story of my life


 On one occasion in a morning, I saw an enclosed gift by the table.

I feel the gift grinning over my face. however from the start, I go about as I couldn't care less. regardless of whether, I'm grinning generally with in my heart.


In the following day, I saw the wonderful gift in the table once more and

However, I didn't offer quite a bit of my consideration, regardless of whether my spirit is celebrating

Many days, the gift is in the table but I go about as I couldn't care less,

Despite the fact that my brain is going off the deep end over it

On one occasion after school, the gift was not in the table any longer.

 also, I was minimal miserable


After days, I saw the gift in my table, I was madly cheerful.

Watching the gift again and again begin to overjoy myself

 Also, at some point, I flipped the gift. It had got writing;that I didn't see before which is"to dear fuera de"

I was so stunned like I saw pale demise in front,

After that evening, at whatever point I saw the gift, my tears stream from my eyes like ravien

While the gift isn't mine,I don't maintain that it should be a long way from myself

Without fail, I saw the gift, I wish it is to be mine despite the fact that the individual who merits a name on it

Yet crying about it,

while I saw more lovely and fascinating gifts.


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Flawsome_poetry, [8/7/2022 1:59 PM]

Ventures previously, travels presently, excursions to come

Move regardless of, as wind filter through green's glitz

Objective foreordained, as the destiny of the sheep

Daring apprehension, as the core of father Sam


Botches made, botches being made, mix-ups to make

Despair not yet fix, for what's in store is in question

The Past has passed, the current presents a fresh start

Right some unacceptable, compose it on the record to take


Stories shared, stories we share, stories to share

Times we spend, illustrations we learn, we in all actuality do mind

The dawn sets, the evening glow darks, nature is fair


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