The Death of Us

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Photo by Elena Mozhvilo on Unsplash

I don't know where I'm going
I try to find the way in the dark
Piano keys, dented teeth
All is falling apart

I once believed success was everything
Golden leaves, rivalry
I hit a wall, like a wrecking ball
Not a thing to be seen

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Barbara Perrupato

Swiftie, book lover and enthusiast writer. I write when I am inspired, spilling my insides to the outside world.