Take me away,
To the land of dreams,
For this girl you see today,
Isn't as content as she seems.
Her heart has been dead,
For many years.
The pillow on her bed,
Has been drowned with tears.
Take me away,
To the heavens above.
Without a moment's delay,
Let us be off, my love.
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Almost a poet
PoetryI'm trying my luck at poetry so it'd be great to get some feedback. Keep in mind that these poems are strongly related to depression, anorexia, and things of that sort. If you are recovering, this story is not recommended for you.
