Too day to be gray.
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"The Fading Bloom" Upon a fair countenance, it fades pallid and weary. A fragile frame, yet adorned with lingering grace.
By Yzarra7 days ago in Poets
A message for you: "I write this message in the place where we once gazed into each other's eyes, even though the light that once illuminated our moments together has faded, leaving only the darkness to embrace us tightly."
By Yzarra11 days ago in Poets
The Solitude You're not drunk with the glory of invincibility. Glory means nothing to a loser. Praise will only blind you to all your faults.
By Yzarra13 days ago in Poets