Poetry. "Goodbye"
I had it on my hand.
I had it whenever I want.
I look closely to the land.
But it slowly turns into a sand.
My mind can't think of anything.
Even if I look closely to something.
I keep doing everything.
But I still ended up with nothing.
Three weeks of loneliness
Feels like I'm filled with darkness
I checked myself as I wear my white dress
Everyone seems impressed
Tonight is the night to say goodbye
I am loved with everyone who passed by
I hear my mom as she sings lullaby
Her voice were cracked as she cries
I am Mae Marife, 25years of age, from the beautiful Pearl of the Orient Seas, PHILIPPINES!
- Fey
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