Notice of absence from SadInterior
The sound of nature usually helps me think.
But now my mind feels so blank.
The grass, the tress, the smell of fresh leaves.
The rockets glide high in the lilac sky.
My mind cries for a simple sign, that I'm not the only one dying inside.
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Author:
Shalskai (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 20th, 2017 12:13
- Comment from author about the poem: I made this poem while taking a walk last night, everything I seen is written in this poem. enjoy.
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Awesome! I love the third line!
I enjoyed this one. Nice write
thank you
you are not alone
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