I thought it'd be
A happy me
When i came in the world
A couple of words
A couple of beings
And all's burned to the floor
The messed up hairs
And messed up thoughts
And sneezing blowing up hearts
And Oh my neck
So hurting when
You held it with your pride
The people here
Are burdened up
With worldly possessions on them
And me am mere
A puppet show
Entertaining your brains
Everything here
In the distant world
Is not as thought to be
I regret life
Cause my head's so sick
With their fights
And disheartened grieves
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Lost Lover
PoetryHighest rank #11 in poetry #11 in poetry on 27/01/2018 #14 in poetry on 26/01/2018 PS: If you get bored easily, then I recommend to read the collection from the newest posts... You just walk walk and walk sometimes to know what's your destiny. I kep...
