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No,
my life is not poetry
Yes,
It isn't poetry.
Nothing ever ends poetically
And everyone should know.
Nothing ends happily
And everyone must know.
Nothing ends poetically,
It ends and we all turn into poetry
No,
My life is not the poetry.
I am the poetry.
As it all ends,
Everyone should know.
We turn into poetry,
Everyone must know.
There were things
There for a reason
Why the sky was blue
And why the sun was yellow
Why the grass was green
And why blood was red
Soon everyone will pass and
Turn into useless particles of dust
Because nothing
Ends poetically
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➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoetryRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...
