My dusk becomes

your dawn.

A loss of normalcy

but a new start.

You can’t wait to leave,

but I hold on for dear life.

I have to make a new me

reconstruct my personality.

Who will I lose?

Who will stay true?

How can you ask

to leave everything behind?

Life is tough.

Do you think it’ll get better?

Our group has become intertwined

the hearts of many

will break into pieces

spreading over the nation

Keyword: Coming Loss

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Posted by Yasac 2008-03-01 20:10:36 Good job I really liked this poem I don't think there was a single verse that I didn't connect with + Report this comment
Posted by Sad Sara 2008-03-02 03:40:57 Poetic I really dig the way yer wrote this piece. It's telling, without being too direct, as to let the reader abstract from the landscapes of yer vagueness what they wish to see. I'm rather fond of such a cool Poetic effect. Take care, 'Anna + Report this comment

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