Never Was Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Never Was
In the darkest part of my mind
I watch the happiness go by
But not for long
For there's not much to go on
As my life is one big mess
I ponder the old times
But they fill me with loathing
That I must cry
So, don't scorn me if I shed a tear
I miss the good days that....
Never was
Yes, we can feel the presence of light in darkness. Well penned dear LeeAnn
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8/28/2026 10:48:36 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Reminiscing. Why does the good old days always seem better?