Poem 8:
The sun rose again,
Just another day,
All the birds would sing
all the children would play,
Nobody noticed,
Today might be Their last
They would sit and watch tv
Waiting for the time to pass
Nobody loves anymore
Safe and sound inside
So much that when time comes,
We're not lived, but only died
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My depressing poems ❤
PoesíaDisclaimer: These poems aren't exactly happy. These are poems coming from the depressed side of me. I find cutting to help, Although, I write poems to help me. I think it's better than cutting. Anyways, don't read if you have a weak heart, or if you...
