Like a peacock spreading its feathers,
I span out my feelings.
Like hands holding each other,
I long for this meaning.
Like petals to a flower,
I seek my purpose and beauty.
In this very hour,
Acceptance will be by duty.
Like a peacock spreading its feathers,
I span out my feelings.
Like hands holding each other,
I long for this meaning.
Like petals to a flower,
I seek my purpose and beauty.
In this very hour,
Acceptance will be by duty.
beautiful and straight forward.
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Thank you! Much appreciated
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hey, can check out my poems too? You might like them and if you don’t do tell me what does not seem right. Criticism is welcome.Thanks.
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No problem! I’m having a look now!
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Great!! Thanks a lot
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