How am I supposed to shine like a star
When the darkness engulfs me every night?
How am I supposed to bring warmth like a flame
When it has repeatedly been doused by cold water?
How am I supposed to wear a smile
When it has been banished off my face?
How am I supposed to be someones' sunshine
When the dawn never rises after the gloomy black?
Xx Tanny
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Poetry° poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings, it takes origin from emotion collected in tranquility ° //William Wordsworth// highest rank: #93 in poetry on 28/10/2017
