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Sadness.
Hollow; emptiness.
So much sorrow and bitterness.

The floodgates are open.
The tears are falling.
So much that your eyes are hurting.
So much, you feel some drops on your feet.

But this isn't the end of the journey.
Your story is still being written.
There are many chapters left to fill.
May the pages to come, bring a smile to your lips.
The night is cool.
The skies are open.
The weather is perfect.
I'm all alone, under the blanket.
I have everything else.
The only thing missing, is you.
 Apr 2019 Ameilia Lewis
NC
I'm not sure to my abilities
Don't even think have ones
I
  feel
         useless.
I cry and sleep in the darkness
At least the sun will sparkles.
©anecstatic 2018
 Apr 2019 Ameilia Lewis
Madison
Not all depressed cut,
Not all sad shed tears,
Not all strong fight,
Not all monsters roar,
Not all young are innocent.
Some just work harder to maintain a mask.
We are here,
And you have reason to fear,
We are the best liars,
We can manipulate the greatest con artist without batting an eyelash.
Watch out we are coming.
This is a dark and serious p poem but that didn't change the fact that In was tempted to put "and we're queer" instead of " And you have reason to fear" ****

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