Poems from Pieu

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I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls with clean blood and organized drawers. I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
And the saddest truth is when she decided to move up She ought to look back, where she was years ago Though her feelings have changed but...
Take me to the world where there is peace all around  The world which has no bounds Where no one hounds The only surface covered with love...
It all began with a wrong call To a friend that was known for long He was like a star on a midnight sky And like a wind that I cannot tie...
Maa
You will love me unconditional Pure, without complication You will understand my tears And calms all my fears You love me right from the...
In the crowd of strange faces, Your seemed familiar. I did not know you, But you looked similar. You were my distraction, My reasoning to...