The sun shone yet again at that very site;
where you lost all faith hope and might.
Life broke out and stood tall on that land,
where you fell; lost the strength to stand
Birds danced and feasted to have built a home,
where you found yourself all alone
Standing there you cursed yourself for who you are,
where you lost your love; left with an unsightly scar
-SleepyyAshh
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Pathentic Poetry
PoetryMost of the sentiment depicted here are not my feelings. I tend to write this (so-called poetry) by mentally placing myself in different situations. Better put my overthinking ability to some use.
