(Art not mine)
Alone and left to wander,
my life is just a lie.
no one around to wonder ,
'bout the scarlet tears I cry
My fears are left unconquered,my face has gone unseen,I'm always left alone,I wonder what that means.
The world as one has power,yet everyone can die.
not one would think about me ,or the scarlet tears I cry.
Everything turns blurry,alone I'm full of fear.
Nothing I scream will matter;No one would even hear
So cold, so dark and empty.No one would say goodbye,So all i feel is sadness
and these scarlet tears I cry.
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Random writings of mine
Poésiestuff i have done such as: poems, random writing, short stories, etc
