there the sun lays,
seems so happy these days.
a sunset, i wanna chase.
please dont go away
i fear the dark, the change.
my eyes blur, with a haze.
look down at my hands, oh the mess i made.
"its better to burn out than fade away"
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Poems anonymous
PoetryHey, I am writing peoms in my art notebook. Well, it' s still a type of art right? Wanna sneak peek? Well, here we go... Roses are red Violets are blue I dont share what's going on in my head But it' s time i give the world a Clue ~*~*~ These peoms...
