I see my screen,I read our old textsWishing for it, to happen again,
But again, isn't our timeline,
Or maybe not the right time,
The person felt right,
Her thoughts won't leave my mind,
Be 3, day or night,
I just wanna smoke under that moonlight,
Forget all my pain,
Kill myself of the vain,
But again, why destroy myself?
If something that never lasted?
Or something that was never meant to be,
If only heartbreaks felt great,
I'd finally be free,
Free of my mind, free of my soul,
A Lone wanderer, in a mist of hope,
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A poet's diary
PoetryA poet's Diary is a set of poems, written to express feelings, often never shared to the world. What everyone feels, but is too hard on themselves to share.
