I'm happy
That this is ending
I will be free
And I will be going
People who I haven't met
Arrows gliding along their breaths
Filthy coated fingers
Smearing too hard on their eye corners
Sorrow stained nights
With the pillow catching my frights
Sometimes I wanna end it
But at the same time I love it
Ticking starts now
No more tears, no more frown
I'm coming good old land
Wait for me and reach my hand
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Fyr's 2am Scribbled Verses
PoetryHello! These are just a collection of all of my poems that I originally made regarding about things; in general. Didn't have anyone to share these so I thought it'd be fun posting it here. Also, big shoutout to my one and only brain for giving me su...
