I am once a best friend.
We play, we laugh, we live.
We dance into an end.
Until she stops and leave.
I am once a puppet.
Hung into happiness.
Some children I met.
And I become useless.
I am now a scarecrow.
Everyone flew away.
Every meaning is sorrow.
I am thankful everyday.
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PoetryThis is a compilation of thoughts I have created and grown over my younger youth. A bucket full of randomized downfalls flowing with a young innocent and reckless love. Interpreting life as a fabled fantasy slowly forming paths of footprints in the...
