So sad and down with nothing but grief.
A pair of eyes which lay upon me.
I shake and skake , to get them away.
But darkness follows, I have to pay.
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For the thing I didn't do, swishes me away.
And there goes all my wishes, with a price to pay.
I sob and sob, I wish it wasn't me.
But who could help the girl, who has no key?
Love, your poetic person. :)
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Broken poems
Poetry⚠️-Warning- ⚠️ This story contains information that talks about depression and other topics related to it. If you do not feel comfortable with reading about things like that please feel welcomed to exit. :)
