Continuation of the previous poem
We're doomed
Don't you see?
We are crumbling to rust
Falling apart
Our statued hopes to dust
Guess we were just sandcastles
Hoping to build an empire
The waves will wash us away
And all that is left
Will be pieces of our love
Scattered within us
Remains of an utopia.
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PoetryDivine revelations that have been bestowed upon me by the poem gods. Just kidding. These poems came to me out of nowhere. Maybe while I was sitting on my sofa, taking a shower or just doing nothing. The inspirations came from various sources. If you...
