I think I read somewhere,
That all that our birthdays are,
Are just signs telling us to beware,
For the upcoming year,
Will be nothing like fair,
Perhaps reminders too,
Of who's here and who's not,
Of who stayed and who left,
That reveal who we fought,
And with anger pushed away
Until we're forced, on our own,
To walk life's pathway.
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an attempt at poetry
PoetrySincerely, just an attempt at poetry in which I try to put into words all the thoughts that rush through my mind! I really hope you enjoy <3 ps. English is not my first language so pleaaasee keep that in mind, I take any suggestions you may have
