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🫣

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