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Disasterous Life
to much empathy
missing in you
it opens now to a lifeless hole
brings the dull sound of disaster
the unhealthy drink
is being held at hand
falling asleep
what if my dreams venture off
...never waking
realization with no sleep
no sleep no toes touching the ground
she wakes up hours before the day is good
And I am in a room
No one to be
No one around
watching your eyes wander
Don't worrie nothing is proven so why believe in anything?
The only poem of mine you checked out you thought was queer You should check out the others