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Poésie

I have been writing poetry lately and I decided to just share them all on here! Enjoy ! I don't usually write poems so I hope y'all enjoy them :)

Poem Three

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by DisneyChick17

by DisneyChick17

Today I cried in my sleep, confused and hurt.

Confusion is green as grass, while hurt was the color of fire.

Hurt and confusion usually happens when I start feeling alone as I sleep and thinking of the past.

Hurt sounds like me screaming but no one hears. Confusion sounds like a toddler falling over its steps.

I wiped my tears confused and hurt.