Will Anyone Ever Come To Ask? - Poem by kendyll brown
will anyone ever come to ask?
to remove this fake cheerful mask
or these descendand days, the only one
to support me on this run
still my life leaves a question
will anyone heal this repurcussion?
or will i also become like drops from the sky?
and finally die
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