We walk the line of pain and strife,
Each step we take, we lose our life.
The scars we wear tell tales of woe,
Of battles fought, but none to show.
I see the tears in every eye,
The silent cries, the reasons why.
Together, we face the endless night,
In search of dawn, in search of light.
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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...
