Cause and Effect

Hope and joy shines bright in my eyes The newer my poetry was The more deep it got The more you could feel what I was feeling They all used to be happy But the poems weren’t good Anger and depression was the reason for my poetic fire I’m proud to say now my poetry is bad Because I am no longer sad Someone has entered my life to where I do not have the ability to feel down He has stolen my heart But he can keep it I never knew how to write happy uplifting poems The best ones were deep Feelings So here is where I shall retire Until I once again am let down by yet another person

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turttlequack

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