I'm sorry.
The light that was,
The ambitions and luminescence,
Never to be seen again.
Why is the night sky,
Spotted with bright burning stars,
So dark?
There ain't enough light,
Darkness is plenty.
Im sorry,
For losing the inborn light.
Into this black hole of a world.
I'm sorry.
I lost.
-M
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Menace In My Mind
Poetry"Some real feelings, Some infinitesimal wishes, Trying to capture and harness them, Before you make them perish" Highest- #96 in Poetry..as of 15/07/2017 #82 - 26.7.17
