Tears of Sanguis

Just random poetry and stuff that I come up with.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Poetry: Drowning

I'm drowning

And I want to cry

But I can't.

Everyone else is happy.

Everyone else can move on.

Not me, never me.

I just sit here.

Drowning.

Should move.

They say I can move.

Won't move.

Just drowning.
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