"For days I weep,
with nights of no sleep,
At dawn I rise, and at dusk I die,
For no man bears sin in his own,
but rather goes out into the unknown,
It is done, all I love is gone,
With no tears left to fall,
It is the final curtain's call.
As I take my final bow,
sweat beads on my brow,
The applause is heard,
I know of my fate,
But to change, I know it is far too late."
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My (Slightly) Morbid Poems!!! :)))
Poetrynothing really good here, just some poems of mine :D Best read in dark mode in mono space fonts :)
