i've learned
to losea lot
i've lost
people, objects, time,i've lost it all
and although
tears have been shedi've learned to
move forwardlike a flowing river
a current that cannot be stoppedi can only follow
and not let the scrapes
from the hurling rocksdrown me
in this
city of competitorsi've learned
to lose myself
in the current of the watertake blue as more
than just my regular sadnessaquamarine
keeping me less than greeni've learned to lose it all
winning only for myself.
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the dawn of us
Poetrycover by duvetjae a series of written poems about love, trauma, and moving on. disclaimer: this books discusses many serious topics, read with caution.