A Day Too Late - Poem by Accidental Emo
I sat down in a place
where everyone have gone far away.
Now I don't have to be okay,
I should be free after today.
It hurts but no more than a day,
My world have switched to grey.
I'm slowly dyin' inside,
I could've survived but my love deprive my life.
My blood to flows, appearin the letter 'J'.
No doubt of my love was so great,
It weeps itself and waitin to asleep,
Once I closed my eyes and I cannot be awake,
It was a day too late.
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