You were once my universe,
a world where I can't find somewhere else,
though you are gone now,
the universe is gradually withering,
into the darkness, it's disappeared.
You weren't there,
you were just a silhouette,
I thought you existed in me,
but no. I was wrong,
I relish our universe yet why,
you tore it?
I'm a plaything to you,
a figure you can jokes,
I own a feelings too,
Am I a robot who you toss,
when it's broken?
It was beautiful,
but now it isn't anymore,
the universe turns black,
as black as the colour.
-Ain-
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anything & everything
Poetrysomething were meant to be hidden yet it's strangling. perhaps all those feeling if written down, will go? Picture - Pinterest I do not own the picture.
