sally sall Poems

I lie awake late at night wondering what the next day might bring.
Joy or sorrow?
Life hurts and the things people say sting.
Will I be alive tomorrow?
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In one of my darkest hours i find a rose.
Not a rose that brings joy to the eyes.
Nor pleases the nose.
It looks as though it cries.
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Why do I feel so distant so gone.
I am now ripped away from exitence.
I have become so transparent that i lost all substance.
Sitting no where breathing fake air.
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