Meeting a new person, it's a closed box , no one knows is it a demin or angel there

Shall I love you

Your smile wide
Innocent eyes
With that open hair
I know a hundred
Things to hide
Let's meet as strangers
I don't for what
Do we meet
For as I am
I won't play
Games with you
Don't know about you
Doesn't matter
For times toughened me

Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-04-28 at 15:14

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