This poem is about... idrk
500 skies
This place
A waste of time
I only live in my mind
More than 500 skies
All of them as dusty and rusty as can be
Revisit memories
To the time when everything was alright
Though nothing really was right
Am I improving or not?
Or am I going back in time?
This old and boring city
Can I even call it one?
As mediocre as can be
It never seem to not disappoint me
This time has to pass
As soon as it can
Because I miss
The beautiful skies
And the wonderful seas
And all the time well-spent
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I hope you like it. Poem 20 coming soon!!
