As I walk down this stone path,
things roll through my mind.
Now that you are truly gone,
I know I crossed the line.
Those things I said,
I never meant, I was just a mess.
And now that you are really gone,
I feel lonely and hopeless.
I wish you'd make me smile,
and I wish you'd make me laugh.
Those are the things that roll through my mind,
as I walk down this stone path.
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Beautiful Tragedies: Poems
PoetryHere, I write my own poems. These are my own creation and I hope you enjoy them. Some may be sad, some may be happy. It will be a mix of emotions. All I know is that this book will be a beautiful tragedy.
