The day begins in peace,
then into chaos.
The world spins normal,
then it stops.
The games are fun,
then their boring.
The cheating is more,
then the heartbreaks come.
The ways to life are open,
then their shutdown.
The night is quiet,
then it is loud.
The frame is even,
then its broken.
The heart is pure,
then its hurt.
The love is there,
then it is gone.
The life is new,
then it gets old.
The head is happy,
then it is sad.
The day with you,
then your gone.
- NicoleNaomi Pierce -
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