Pain is blue
So is my hue
So blatantly idiotic
My face is stoic
Because of the pain
My life goes to vain
I'm easy to replace
I am no grace
Your words are blue
So is my hue
You think I'm idiotic
My face is stoic
You caused me pain
My life goes to vain
You sought to replace
I am no grace
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Author:
Mr. Not (
Offline) - Published: October 22nd, 2022 11:27
- Comment from author about the poem: people moving on from you hurts, and even more when you still care about them. Ive been frustrated and sad a lot lately.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
It’s a living pain when they move on while you as yet haven’t began to make sense of it all. Deeply relatable.
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