Way Of Thinking Read Count : 17

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Inside clouds of gray, 
The pessimist lay,
Haunted by her past,
How much longer can she last?

As the dawn turns to day,
And the day folds to night,
The pessimist stays fighting a useless fight.

As she dreams of a world,
Where everything's right,
She knows that nothing,
Could ever be that nice.

The world outside is one she won't miss,
If she left it for another,
It couldn't be worse than this.

So with that she let go,
Without a hint of regret, 
She sank herself deeper,
Laying to rest.


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  • Nov 10, 2020

  • Nice

    Nov 10, 2020

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