another year gone
another year passed
i sit on the floor
my eyes are all glassed
it's another year gone
without the feeling of you
i wasn't enough
your heart withdrew
the pain in my lungs
i'd taken up smoking
was nothing compared to this feeling
like choking
i wish i could sob
i wish i could cry
but it's another year gone
so inside , i'll just die.
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Pastels
Poetrypoetry comes and goes and flows this is my journey through life written in a more beautiful way
