We All Drink From The Same Well

We All Drink From The Same Well | Poetry on Mooseymares

But everyone wants everything for free,So better get your stuff and flee.Generosity will be taken for granted,Do not expect any gratitude.This life… it is so great,But then there is something called fate.If you believe in it or not,Matters little to the lot.When something goes wrong,You can blame yourself or others.You can say life is hard,But […]

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Broken Dreams

Broken Dreams | Poetry on Mooseymares

And I… I’ve fallen off my dream cloud again.Oh why? Why did it vanish away?And I… I’ve been laying in pain,Alone on the cold ground. Sometimes I’ve felt like a God.I’ve felt like I could do anything.But right now I cannot do much at all.Yet my hands still hold the empty frame. And I… I’ve […]

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