It always happens
I can feel the time is near
I'm being left behind again
There is nothing I can do but wait, watch
And wonder what cruel new way fate has decided to break me this time
The feeling is like melancholy, a sadness I can't shake
It strikes a nerve within, it causes anger, flashing white
But as with most light, it soon fades to darkness and the weight returns
Dragging me down to the dredges of depression
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Author:
Sugiura Asuna (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Recently I've felt another one of my friends becoming distant, I feel honored to watch her growth into the strong woman she will be, but I know this comes at a price. As she grows up, she grows away from me.
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