CreatedA Poem by onmyway
As the days go by, I look behind
at memories faded, lives traded In the shadows, that face do you find half shaded, exhausted and jaded The crowd throws you, grabs you, holds you emotions gated or are you fated? I try hard to open my eyes but they feel weighted, I feel baited Each morning brings a new song like joy naked, even if belated I am here, this moment, right now not awaited, only created!
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