This is a special poem~
                              Broken hearts, broken mirrors
                              Running lonely in the dark
                              In the night, searching for stars
                              Gone they were, as the sky was black
                              Grave mistakes, they kept popping up
                              Drowning you, in and out
                              And so lost; that's what you were
                              Neverending screams and shouts
                              Infinite miles to go on in this life
                              Everlasting memories to create
                              Lakes to swim across, mountains to climb
                              Neverending battles to fight against fate
                              All will be well in the end if you wait
                              Learning from mistakes, you shall march on
                              Life is just another road with an
                              Endless cornucopia full of emotions
                              Ik its short but there's a reason for that
Do any of you see why?
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Drops Of Dew On A Lonely Leaf
Poetry"A tree stands all alone In the deep dark woods It has millions of leaves Each with different moods Some leaves shake, Some leaves shiver Some leaves fall, Some leaves quiver But I am the only leaf Of this lonely tree With millions of dew drops, All...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  