A blue I have hit ever so soon.
A slut.
A cut.
And a mind I will swoon.
I want you to know I'm crazy in fact.
Licorice taste on my tongue.
Oh how my mind needs a pact.
Vastly this sad turns to fun.
Everybody slowly is gone.
You will surely find a gun.
Obviously this sad will go on.
Udderly sad at a text.
So sorry I have to go next.
Objects fly around my room.
Rejudged the sunflower bloom.
Reject my past and you will see.
Youthful signs of depression repeat.
I was never your one to be.
Hopefully you'll find your soon to be.
Observant minds will come and heat.
Promise that I wasn't enough.
Everything will soon be judged.
You will never get to cuff.
Our minds will never be nudged.
Udderly sad I have become.
Find me once and leave again
I will find a friend.
Never give up on me?
Don't give up on yourself,be free.
The end is near.
Happy is one.
Every body fear,
Ones love for none.
Never I will see.
Earth is gone.
I hope at one point my love was enough ..
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
