Robin Lee Poems

Sometimes I feel lucky
when I wrote my diary of life beautifully
But sometimes I feel angry
why stain like ink can't be erased eternally
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Fading, what we feel about pain, eaten by the rolling times
Whether long or short time will it take to be faded away
One can say that pain never leave, one can say that pain is curable
But one thing surely happens is pain leaves its mark
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Love is not a word
People say it's hard to describe love
But actually there's no word for love
What exists to love only one simple thing
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