At the cloudy sky they stared,
Knowing that their end has come.
The pain became unbearable,
But letting go became even more.
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Buried || #Wattys2016
PoetryWords buried in my mind,excavated with each stroke of a pen. Highest rank: #29 in poetry.
||summertime sadness||
At the cloudy sky they stared,
Knowing that their end has come.
The pain became unbearable,
But letting go became even more.
