Melancholia Poem by Orange Scribbles
Melancholia
This is the end, yes it is!
Looking at those whom I may miss
I stood still, my eyes bigger
I felt my pains, like fire like dagger
As I look tears fell down
Tracing their ways on my cheeks
As I remember, I frowned, I smirked
Remembering feelings and mem'ries that sticks
Companion, it's true I have none
My friends, they were all gone
I cannot breathe and cannot speak
Yes, I'm helpless, Yes I'm weak...
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