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Immatured Lily Poems
Music Do Speaks
'Do-Re-Mi' says the piano. Music speaks to us as they play, they come in different forms. As loud as the clashing thunder,
It's The Truth, I Miss You
All I can ever do is watch you from afar. Blurred memories that we shared, all seems like a lie.
How Could You
You said i had your heart, for your whole life. You said i had your heart and you had mine.
The wind silently slide pass me, Blowing my hair in the crispy morning ray light. Standing at a cornor, looking up to the sky.
When I wake up, every single day. I can only see your smiling face. Smiling at me asking what was up.
I regret it
Why did I not had the courage? I wanted you to know yet, I could not make up the words. All I could do was recall how we met.
Remembering the past
Laying down on the bed as the sun slowly rises up the sky. The blue appeared like mist. There i was looking at the sky.
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me? I really want to know. Even after saying that, I still can't stop.
I can no longer wait
I have long forgotten, the feeling that he gives. Whenever I am with him, that used to be warm and secure feeling.
What's Dear to Me
People will change, Time will move on. You will change, your old-self would be gone.
I dropped a tear in the ocean, its filled with my sorrows. Each day when we're apart, I wonder about the morrow.
Since that fateful day, I have always pray, to find someone who loves me, and only me for who I am.
A Change in my Life
Have I ever told you, that before I met you, studying was never a pleasure, nor was it a leisure.
Love at first sight
Since the first day of school, I already knew. You were looking after me day by day.
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Music Do Speaks
'Do-Re-Mi' says the piano.
Music speaks to us as they play,
they come in different forms.
As loud as the clashing thunder,
as soft as the gentle whisper.
Music speaks as they sing.
They may come as a lullaby
or as a sweet melody.
Graceful as a swan,
lyrical as a romance story.
Music speaks to us as they move on
through the different periods of time.
Still growing in various ways,
never lost in our world
for the billions of people to hear.