There's this thing,
thats always behind me,
Always there,
following me everywhere I go,
whether if its far away or down the road,
Its a something that I
cannot get rid of,
A something that became part of my life,
and deep down, I think I know the reason why,
I know the reason why because it was me
who ruined things up and is now
regretful for life
Cause the feeling of letting you go
is really depressingly sad
Because this time,
I won't be able to lose you again,
Cause I dont even stand a chance
Cause it's late,
I'm late,
And I've been late for so long,
that even the rain haunts me
and my stupid and
regretful soul.
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The power of poetry
PoetryHeyyy, so these are poems I wrote myself. I am used to write whenever I'm bored, due to the fact that writing is my passion, not to mention how much I love poetry So here I leave you some of my work, I am just longing for you to be related to so...
