Your lips do not have a meeting point;
Talking 24 hours is your talent.
Your lips do not have a meeting point;
It is your allergy to be silent.
The world never cried or talked to you;
Its eyes are dry,and still blue.
The world never cried or talked to you;
You cannot utter what is true.
If you do not have good news,borrow;
Or sell your head to a hungry pillow.
If you do not have good news,borrow;
Or give a blanket your body to swallow
You're a friend of darkness,not a Poet;
Who are you using to communicate?
You're a friend of darkness,not a Poet;
Is it not me Social Media that,that...😭
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