What is the use of sticking around?
Maybe it's me,
Maybe I will never know,
How love is supposed to look like,
Or feel satisfied.
The Sun that once shined,
Bright has died,
So has my soul,
For this love.
I have tried to reconsider,
How I feel inside,
And pleaded with the Sun,
To shine again,
But the Sun has gone forever.
By Daniela Duravcevic
Published: 3/14/2012
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