One drop
From my eye,
As I think
About how
Hopelessly pointless
I am.
A river,
When I think
About how she
Left me to die,
To suffer.
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Sad Poems
PoesiaDedicated to my friend, Brook. A collection of my sad, short poems. I own all of these poems. (Warning: This may be triggering) Some language
A Drop, A River
One drop
From my eye,
As I think
About how
Hopelessly pointless
I am.
A river,
When I think
About how she
Left me to die,
To suffer.
