Since when
Was sad music
Not sad
Enough?
Since when
Was rain on skin
A feeling
Too rough?
Since when
Was crying
An emotion
Too much?
Since when
Did a hug
Become
Not enough?
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Dark Poetry
PoetryWar breaks out, Or so they shout. The odds of winning Are in doubt. We have no clue What the war is about, Yet we fight On and out. I'd like to get some stuff off of my chest. Some words I'd like to say. Some things I want to admit. All can be said...
LIV: Since When
Since when
Was sad music
Not sad
Enough?
Since when
Was rain on skin
A feeling
Too rough?
Since when
Was crying
An emotion
Too much?
Since when
Did a hug
Become
Not enough?