An original poem:i never told you

Joya,how long i am waiting for you?
Through windows,when you peeping
I have been burnt in deep secretly.

Joya,how long i am waiting for you?
So,i staking bravery to tell you
What I have been wanting .

The spring went , shower comes
My wish remains untold,the butterfly flying away.
My heart laying by estrangement ,i sinking.
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In autumn i get attempt with the rhythm of blue clouds,

I being shut down and walking through darkness.

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