I'm sitting in the room
under the darkened plume
result as i assume
still there to resume
beneath the masquerade costume
the hidden disguised wound
i can't find the broom
to wipe away the gloom
fear begins to loom
i'm unable to zoom
i shall enlarge the fume
and bury it in the tomb
future awaits to groom
when flowers are bloomed
by the time i smell perfume
My love is doomed
-------------- Tracy Chen
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Tanya ● 鼠寶寶 (6)
dear tracy, one of those days?
is this poem about you?
if so, don't worry,
light will clean the shadow
smile will stop the sorrow
friends are there to follow
to brighten your tomorrow
ur friend Jackson
feeling any better?
come out for a drink...