Sunshines,
through to the hollow
Worlds lead you,
to where you may not follow.
Dreams are crushed,
right infront of you.
Actions lead,
right back to the hollow.
The hollow,
where the sunshines,
and where death with shallow.
Life will overpower,
and yes will never follow.
Sunshine flows into the hollow,
just where you will follow.
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liv's poetry anthology
Poetryhii! i'm a teen 14 year old poet, please let me know what you think about any of these poems<3 both my insta and tiktok are @livs.swiftt 💞💗🫶🏻
