gloomy
just as the dark grey clouds
falling apart
just as the raindrops from the sky
draining
just as the drought
empty
just as the plain fields
but
dancing
just as trees by the wind
blooming
just as flowers in the morning
lively
just as newly-planted trees
hopeful
for the next life to live
second chances,
are the next
and newest glances
you take, into making
and into living
a prettier life, any day
if you just took it,
took and grabbed it,
the opportunity,
you could still be with me
-isabella
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endings
Poetrythis book is composed of poems written mostly by me // borrowed poems have credits to sources and respectful owners
