I picked up the stone,
And threw it, out of rage
My life was spiralling down like a cone,
And all I could do was age.
I was sad down to the bone,
My Happiness locked away in a cage...
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Things I Should've Said Before||Poetry|| DISCONTINUED!
PoetryListen I'm no poet but I'm interested in testing my hand on this so this is my way of doing just that. Hope you enjoy and plz if you do use any don't pass then as your own. Most are depressing but there are some happy love ones too.
Cages
I picked up the stone,
And threw it, out of rage
My life was spiralling down like a cone,
And all I could do was age.
I was sad down to the bone,
My Happiness locked away in a cage...
