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is not the end, this

A poem with different meanings

By The Invisible WriterPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
is not the end, this
Photo by Ángel López on Unsplash

The world is losing me

Day by day, little by little

It would be foolish to believe, that

This is where I'm supposed to be

In my beautiful heart, I know

I will watch, everything fall apart

I would never promise, that

Love will be enough

When all I know is

How much even the air hurts

You won't ever hear me, say

I am a phoenix rising

From the middle of ashes

I can only have faith, in the truth

If I was gone, If I disappeared

No one would notice

You can't honestly, say

There is a way to save me

When I already know

This will end, badly

Even if you told me, a thousand times

You would never, convince me

I matter

Because, I already know

Different

I won't lie, I won't tell you

This will all be okay

surreal poetry

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    Written by The Invisible Writer