In the gone of times where we kept staying young,
In the gone of time where you were always near,
These gone of times where happiness was a hopeful girl,
These gone of times were my hopeful's ground.
Now the time is gone and it's far away,
Now I look back and forth losing both,
I felt my ground shaking and bad,
I noticed my ground turning to dust,
I noticed my hopeful turning to dust,
I've noticed my dust, it's a hopeless old man,
I've killed my own glow,
I've let loose all the flow.
I've lost you to the wind,
It blew you away.
I held you too tight,
And you just slipped away.
Now you are far gone,
And everything has changed including you're tone,
You come back to me and you shatter me again,
I'm floating on my dusts,
These grounds have let me leave,
You come and go and you come and go,
You pretend a lot and I let you leave a lot.
You're stupid.
You're unbelievably stupid,
I'll never move on,
I'll never be the one,
I'll always stay a regret,
And you'll always stay a guilt.
A/N- This one was particularly hard to share.
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I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
