Cheryl Aldea

Biography of Cheryl Aldea

I dream to be a writer someday i just keep all my works and only few knows that i wrote poems and novels.

My poem is the mirror of my soul, one of the most important thing in my life... Updates

One Liter Of Tears

Its’ not how long we held each others hand
Its’ not the spring that we wish to come
But the verdant flowers that bloom each other’s heart
Like a million smiles that brought in our eyes
Those fade away by one liter of tears

The hours tracks like days across the ages
Like a story in every pages that turns to yellow
While the music will never keep to play

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