"It's just a phase," they said...
"Time gonna heal it," they said...
Then, when is that phase gonna end?
When is that wound gonna heal?
How long do I need to wait for all of them come to over?
When is my flower gonna bloom?
Or its gonna died before everything better?
Take my names, I don't need them
Let me drown in the voidness
Forever alone, forever lonely, and forever forgotten
Just like the ruin of the past
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The Sorrowful Angel
PoetryHi! This is my very first book, This is a collection of poems or things that I wrote when I was at my lowest point and felt lost in my life most of it probably shows how much desire to end every sheet of life that I have. I need to muster up my cou...
