Thinking twice,

Brought me here,

On this path,

Where I could’ve,

Seen true happiness,

If I remained satisfied.

Dreaming into these,

Rare pink clouds,

I could escape forever.

But how can I ask that,

Preparing myself,

For the plunge into,

The darkest day,

Seeing others with the,

Same sad smile on their face,

Makes me wonder,

About the beauty of life.

✾themeekarestillhere✾

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