Category : Poems

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A cloudy day
As my mind begins to decay
Everything will be okay

A simple lie
You're too pretty to cry

No this isn't the truth
My problems are the same
Even out of my youth

A young adult beginning her life
Happiness is so far, this isn't right 

Running so far from my mind
How can people be so blind

Don't forget to always be nice
Oh sweetheart, you're too young to die