Life on my phone

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so i went to the zoo

A not so poetic poem

Can't stop the hate that's running through my veins. Can't fight the power that forbade me of my freedom. Doomed forever in a melancholic hole of anger and frustrations. Not a single ray of light to show me back to where I belong. A happiness that is now relished by someone more worthy. To have something and not realise it's importance until it's absence is felt may be the cruelest of life's lessons.