Fingerprints of the past

This is all of the other poems that I make. I have a lot of old ones, and as I make more, I will put them in here in chapters. (:


4. The Sun Remembers

The Sun remember

my smiling face,

when everything was good and bright.

Now the dark and evil clouds starts

to make their way yo my little

sunny paradise.

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