Challenge
Give me poetry or give me death!
Write a poem. Or, alternatively, write a piece about death. And, if you're feeling really motivated, give me both! Remember to tag me, or I might not see it :)
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Rest in peace to the old me
I'm losing my self slowly
That's the problem with change
You see progress but truly
It's your soul growing
It's my heart taking a hammer to everything i though I was
That's the problem with maturing
I did it too soon , I forgot smiling
I didn't learn to enjoy laughing
But the crying
The crying and screaming and the pain
They come running
I thought that if I murdered myself and rose from the ashes I would be great
But I'm still mourning the old me