poem ~

Listening to: Thrusday
Feeling: asleep
She is alone She is the one who collects all the tears from people she doesn't even know She is the depression that fills the night air She has no friends no family no home She makes the moon sob from the sight of her sadness Her beauty is glowing but her heart has been tarnished Walking alone she tries to find him The one she lost the one she let go He was the love of her life the only one for her Everyone knows he's gone but she can't let him go ..not again ... She'll keep on walking until she finds him she'll die before finding him But she'll still walk even after death She is alone
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It's very sad but pretty.