Defeat is bitter sweet,
making me feel meek,My heart now cold,
my heart not bold,My heart now stone,
my heart now bone.'Thump, thump!'
It beats,'Sigh, sigh.'
I sigh,Tears falling from my eyes.
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Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.