This weight heavier than a full-grown tree,
Your only thought was "long time no see",
But only recently,
Did I have had it,
Ripped from my shoulders,
By imaginary sources,
They dropped it to the ground,
Heavier than dead weight,
Right at my feet,
As I dropped,
My knees weak,
But my future now not so bleak,
But I still cried out,
For my pain,
Now fading to my past,
As they drag me away.
Can we really just leave it?
I know it stole the air I breathe,
But some how I still can't believe,
How it all happened,
When you were the one,
That would ruin my day,
Adding just a bit more weight,
But today my biggest enemy,
Was the one saving the day.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
