Silence filled
Watery eyes
Dark filled room
Ceiling fan above the head
What is life ?
I lost it long ago,
nowhere to be found .
Lost pieces in the bush ,
I couldn't find it .
But maybe if I try again,
join the pieces and try again.
Maybe I could live again in this life .
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Poems Of Teens
PoetryA collection of poems to describe my questionable thinking of my teen life . A mixture of awkwardness, confusion, excitement and anxiety . PS: . It will be a great help for a new Wattpad writer like me to grow if you just vote for my writings and f...
