50 is a number, one beyond 23,
But that number means different things to you and to meTo you it is a number, one past 49,
But to me it is a memory that deserves a place on my shrineTo you it is simple, no meaning, no memories,
But I will always remember this day and its storiesTo you it is significant, an aniversary of some sort,
But to me it is a wedding day, a story lived long; not shortTo you it is the day of death, the day you broke your heart,
But to me it is the day that my life truly startsOr perhaps it means nothing to you, just a simple number,
But the day that I reached 50 will be the day I always remember❤️Thanks for 50 followers. I wouldn't be here without any of you.❤️
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Black Abyss
PoetryA collection of poetry that covers issues from all over the world, issues that strike everyone's lives. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you find meaning in the words I scrawl on this page. ❤️ --- Thanks a ton to LYNWAH for being such a wonderful friend...