DroopA Poem by AnonymousWhen you are lost, when your heart is empty, and the only place left is ....Her eyes hold nothing Her hands are drooping Left in her right pocket are plans to deposit Her last playlot, her body is weak, she falls to her knee's. Help. Ambulance. Bright red lights, sirens Stop the names, stop the decade, stop the feints Stop me from me. Stop. Tell me, everything is as it seems. No more dreams No more needs, no more no more. Turn to dust. May the wind take you To were you where meant to be.
© 2021 AnonymousAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAnonymousAboutAn anonymous turtle. Refrain from knowing who i am, i merely post anonymously to see how people see my works. Deeply paranoid of credit plaigarism. Everything i write has a piece of my hear.. more..Writing
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