March, 07, 2019
When you're doing something
But failed is painful
Yet when you're doing nothing
At the end is just regretful
It was 12:00 midnight
I was walking pass by a streetlight
Once again, my brother was right
Now I felt my heart, hurting so tight
A girl standing in the middle of the street
Your head bowing, it was you
Not moving like you had a glue on your feet
Right on time, I need someone to talk to
But then a fast truck was coming
I just stood there with my eyes widing
My mind was weirdly not working
Until I heard a loud sound of bones cracking
Love, No One
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Love, No One
PoetryA compilation of poems for everyone written by no one. [Book One: Love, No One (On-going)]
