It's quiet hard to find friends
In a city that's asleep
It's quiet hard to let go
If the past is all there'll be
It's quiet hard to tell someone
What you really need
It's quiet hard to plant some hope
If there's not much left to believe
It's quiet easy to forget
All the good things taking place
It's quiet easy not to recognise
That it's fine to need some space
It's so easy not to mend
What has shattered years ago
It's really easy to ignore
What you've always known
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Poetry»If in doubt, please make art Cause when the world falls apart You might mend a broken heart« Poetry from the notes app on my phone
