So much is lost
Between years
But I guess it's my fault
For not being all ears
If I could halt
For once in three cheers
You would still be here
If my mind wasn't blind
By the glitters shining bright
When my heart becomes pale
And bloated with someone else's love
But now I'm here alone
Remembering my fault.
And here I lay, and here I lay.
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Daily Dose of Poems
PoetryHere's a book to just dump some of my creative stock off of my shoulders. Want to have fun with this book? Here's what I recommend: 1. Read one poem a day to keep your thoughts going. 2. Try having fun adding people you know or your own characters i...
