i sit in a dark room.my heart has almost stopped.for no could listen.for no one could care.i sit in this dark room and ponder.I sit in this dark room and wonder why i am sinking as i sit in this dark room.i sit in a chair,so empty and so bare.how'd i get here in this chair.i am unare,all i know is i am sitting in a room thats in the dark,for the dark is oh so lonely but i am not the only one.As i sit in a dark room on a fine summers day,but nor day or night i sit in a dark room,wishing for a light.
first poemmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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poetry for the village known as the great world
Poetrypoetry that i wrote bc i would like to be poet.this book most likely wont end bc my love of poetry wont come to an end
