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I had a pet named Charlie,
He's the dog with a color so earthly
Now barking endearing melodies above,
After a car crushed his poor body severely.
Once a friend approached me cheerfully,
We became buddies that grows cordially;
Left me drowning in the depths
of sea,
Blamed me for choosing
my life decisions unwisely.
Yesterday my parents told me
I'm dim-witted,
Asked me how I got mistakes
one after another;
How I got successful at failing
before I even started?
I left home because I felt unwanted.
Today I got tired of walking,
Cynical at finding the right answer
I'm searching;
What's my purpose
seems like I had none,
Creep on my own
till the world stopped
from tilting.
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𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐈: 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈
Poetry𝐴 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒. 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 :𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒. Life is a labyrinth full of intricate passageways, b...
