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Crown.

I saw my world; trembling.

It was hard to hold the ground.

My eyes kept looking for you,

who was nowhere to be found.

The melodious songs I once loved,

turned into harsh unpleasant sounds.

My lips started stammering

that once knew no bounds.

I could’ve stopped you from leaving,

but you were running all around.

So, I let you go, broke myself,

and wore a tear-studded crown.

By Harman 🌻

I am a self-love poet and a Certified Life Coach who enjoys sharing words of wisdom, growth and encouragement to uplift all the kind souls stuck in the paranoia of self-doubt. Feel free to get in touch with me :)

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