No matter how much she tries
No matter how bad she cries
Somewhere, she's just the Stardust in a galaxy
A drop in an ocean, the stop in a motion
She's everything that's hidden, far from sight
She's a mountain that has, an unknown height
She's the deafened sound, of a frail bird
Struggling to come through, to feel heard
She watches the world as she flies,
But when sees it drift too far
Her life turns black, there's no sign of the day
And shes suffocating, gasping for air again
But her lungs shut down, making her go back to where she began
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One of my imperfect poems but I guess it doesn't matter
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Way of my soul || Poetry
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