we've become weak
latched onto the idea that
we can rely
on tomorrow
a dream which never
arrives
so we keep on sleeping
forevermore
~ we are born to never complete
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a swallow of words
Poetry-original poetry collection -these are not all the poems i have written as some are too personal and i already have 200+ -feedback is appreciated :) -if my writing can help or reach and mean something to someone i will be over the moon -thank you...
