In halls of laughter, shadows creep,
Where memories linger, silently weep.
The friendships forged have turned to dust,
As time erodes the bonds of trust.
I search for warmth in cold embrace,
But find instead an empty space.
The echoes of my youth now fade,
In lonely nights where dreams are made.
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Echoes from the Canopy
PoetryWanna Hear the Echoes from the Canopy? This is a poetry collection that reflects the emotional struggles of today's youth. Each poem touches on themes of mental health, offering glimpses of both despair and hope. With short, powerful verses, it aims...
