I’m so lucky.
They come once in a Blue,
but the pain is gone.
My head is Mine
it just makes you cry.
My Limbs feel fine.
I know I can’t…
but this feeling could
carry me two, three, fall.
Smirks.
“It’ll be over in an hour or two,”
breaking my will.
I know I have Been…
43 years, 8 months, 25 days.
Time this over;
my mind can’t control this.
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Author:
Tooway (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: September 4th, 2025 16:49
- Comment from author about the poem: Love you all
- Category: Unclassified
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