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Yes this is going to be dark and emo. Tis the only good kind of poems anyways... My moods not happy and sunny. Nor will I ever.


Many days are Dark in my mind
It seems the light makes it worse.
The more hope and love I have,
The bigger I get into a bind.

Things Were so Much better,
When I was simply numb.
Faces of the past won't let go.
Like my feelings and the unopen Letter.

I should have stayed a loner, Forgoten.
Then I wouldn't have to expect,
Much more or less from anyone.
I've found hearts grow rotten.

So let me die, die, die in ******** peace.
Don't let me down again, None the least.