A man so old
And yet so young
Who travels to distract
from the pain he's caused
A dark man
A bright face
A long past
He comforts those who cry
Even when it is he
who should be crying
A man so old
And yet so young
Always running
Never stays
A rose, a pond
A noble who can't remember
Those who know will all agree
A doctor means well
You just can't always save someone
who's drowning in a river
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My Poems
PoesíaThese are some of the poems I've recently started writing. Some about me or my life, others are about fandoms. I'll let you figure it out #53 - overthinking
