staring at the children,
watching them run and play,
reminds me of us
when we were
both young.
not a care in the world,
happy as can be.
what happened to us?
just look at us now,
was the world
always this dark,
dull, and full of hate?
or are we the reason
that it's this way?
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
