Silver flashed over red,
I will soon be dead.
My life before me,
Now behind,
The love of my life,
Will never be mine.
My thoughts were cloudy,
Why was I here?
I saw less and less
As the end drew near.
My vision faded,
This was my time,
To leave the life,
I called mine.
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Poems💙
PoetryThese are the poems I write occasionally... No specific order or anything, just how I feel
