A life with no soul
A world with no ghouls
Night with no moon
Days with no soon
World without light
Not a slightest bright
A place with no meaning
And doesn’t have a being
A world you can’t hear
Isn’t what you should bare
A human that is lost
And doesn’t know what he’s cost
Everybody’s gone
But there’s still a song
Still I’m believing
So I’ll be waiting
Even if I die
I won’t say good bye
In the darkness
Where there’s still lightness
Omg! My sixth grade poem project.
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