*note* This is my friends poem. She is a great author and poem writer when she wants to be.
Death is like the dark of night
Our life is like the morning light
Our day begins with the bright sun
But darkness comes and drowns the fun
Waiting for the dark to go
Is like drowning in a river flow
When the day begins a new
You can see the morning dew
Clouds come over the morning sky
Rain starts falling, passing by
The rain has stopped, the clouds have passed
But i know that this won't last
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My Poems!
PoetryI love writing poems but they take some time. I will say some are depressing but, that is just my style.
