Write the ending to this sad story,
And give me happiness, for once I know,
Make me feel whole inside,
And pick up the pieces from my new lows,
But its never enough, it leaves me empty,
For vices will always leave me feeling hollow,
Its never what I want, this never-ending cycle,
Until the sun rises in the morning tomorrow,
Written in stone, my defeat at my own hands,
As I lie here, never wanting to leave my bed,
But it takes only one movement, one spark,
For me to leave my sorry little head.
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nothing else but my heart's desire [COLLECTION] | FINISHED
PoetryMATURE THEMES THROUGHOUT. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. A collection of words (poetry and prose) my heart wishes to say, but has not found the courage to do do. [FINISHED]
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