Weird Poem Prt 2
Loneliness grips,
like a cold embrace,
Leaving behind ,
an empty space.
Dreams once cherished,
now drift away,
Hope extinguished,
in shades of gray.
Fragments of joy,
scattered and worn,
A soul adrift,
forever torn.
Oh, cruel fate,
unkind and severe,
Leaving me lost,
in despair so near.
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Question of the Day:
What’s one book on your TBR you are scared to read or are putting off?
Me:
Six of Crows🫣