I had let myself go astray
countless of times,
becoming dull with each passing dawn
fading as a beautiful sunset
into nothing but a moonless
darkness.
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Paradox
Poetry"The irony of loneliness is we all feel it at the same time." - Rupi Kaur A collection of short poems and prose. All Rights Reserved © K.G. 2022
Dull
I had let myself go astray
countless of times,
becoming dull with each passing dawn
fading as a beautiful sunset
into nothing but a moonless
darkness.