Me Myself Poem by Winifred Whi

Me Myself



My soul is still stick on to you
But I have to throw my lingering affection oneday
into the island where located in unknown story

The best lesson I learned is about life sprout
That couldn't blooming under the deceived garden with no respect
Even the seeds are so pure and sparkle like the morning star

I wish, I'll continue to keep my faith till the end of the day
In spite of all the people saying that
the money and the knowledge with a good looking face always win

I regist and stay calm being blindeaf
with my broken wing crippled

I'll produce endured smile with endless praying for a humble soul

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