Yang Yang Biography

As the golden skies break apart
Mourning flowers spout on thy path
Through the trail of your confused heart
Depart, depart; never be scathed
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Descending to this world,
Fulfilling the prophecies of the old
Unearthly, striking feature
Someone not from here, what creature
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Walking through the pathways
I caught a glimpse of you
Orange rays kiss your face
White clouds and rivers blue
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Sitting down on a grassy patch
Beads of rain fall as I watch
Darkened clouds
Wishful mounds
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I’ve lost you
The moment those glints in your eyes –
No longer accentuated mine, I knew
I try to forget, only to reminisce
An image of you, fading away
And yet –
There are so many things I want to say
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