This world so cold,
It reigns down on me;
Nothing to hold,
I can clearly see.
She goes away,
And says "I'll be back;"
I question her ways,
And add them to my stack.
This world so dark,
Creeping to my core;
Extinguishing this spark,
I can see no more.
Days pass by,
The day soon comes;
I sit down and cry,
There is no remorse.
Tears stream down my face;
"Why does This World hate me so?"
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every time i read your poems i just love them more and more i think you're very talented. even if they are always dark and sad. so are mine for the most part.



