Doesn't matter how much of me I give you,
Nothing is all I get.
No matter how beautiful the sun is,
It has to set.
I don't stop giving,
I keep bearing the pain.
I believe, to get a rainbow,
You need to have rain.
The more black and white I get,
The more colours I see,
The more far you go,
The more loved you'll be.
As you take my last piece;
And start to walk away,
I see my rainbow with millions of colours,
At the end of this way.
I'm sooooo sorry for taking forever to update. I just had A LOT (i swear A LOT) of things going on. Tbh i was a bit lost too. But I came back!!! Thanks to you guys!! I promise I'll try to update more frequently.
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Poeteen
PoetryA collection of poems that starts with death and ends with life. #1 in Teenpoet #1 in Poetrylove
