Um, so... When I was going through some stuff, I wrote some poems. Share your own in the comments section, or just read them if you want. These are mine. I kind of consider them terrible, but here goes. The world keeps spinning without me The world keeps spinning without you But the world stops spinning without us Stick together, or everything will go wrong. You will either freeze (sadness) or burn (anger) Each is terrible Always work together and be together A team together A team forever I I sometimes see the stars and wonder: Are we all just specks on this planet? If we are, we need to make the most of it. Be the best speck you can. Although you are small, you can at least try to grow Even when you just want to say no Never give up Even when you lose your hope Just keep believing 2 Even when the world feels like a towering spiral of darkness There will always be light The light is not suicide, It is not denial, It is not anger, It is not sadness. The light is the inside of you The core of you It wants things to change You can change those things If you fight hard enough The light will always be there. 3 Happiness is a beautiful thing It should not be mocked It should be rejoiced People who try to stop happiness Are people who try to stop the world from turning People who want there to be no colours, no warmth Just black, white and freezing cold sadness So never stop happiness Unless you want to be heartless and cold Love. Love is scary. Love is hopeful. Love is dramatic. Love is good. Love is splenderous. Love is sad. Love is mean. Love is harsh. But the only thing matters is Love is always worth it in the end Are the heavens real? Will the afterlife be calm Will you get another chance of life? Will you become a cloud and see all the happy children playing? No one alive knows this. But If they are false, do your best to live a great life and live it the fullest Yep, they suck.
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