No more

No more promise,
no more fears,
no more poems,
crimson tears.

No more fate,
no more love,
no more clouds,
up above.

No more color,
no more bone,
no more justice,
far from home.

No more practice,
no more hate,
no more grievance,
just too late.

Note: This is all one poem, but each stanza represents something different.

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One thought on “No more

  1. hannah says:

    its sad a lot sad and yet i like it

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