Broken days

By: Michelle (School of Electrical and Electronic Eng.)
Competition Year: 2014
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Tears build in my eyes,
sadness makes its way through my heart,
days pass by,
uncertainty seems best.

Do you think about me,
while I think about you,
inside of this room,
outside on the street,
with walls around me,
or nothing at all.

Bittersweet feelings,
that just won’t go.
Your name is your ghost,
and I long for..

The sight of your eyes
and there is always a fight,
when I realize,
my imagination
is the only place you are.

Perhaps one day,
I will get luckier,
perhaps I will stop,
I hope I can stop.
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