Wasted
A canvas blank, a mind adrift,
A soul once pure, now stained with thrift.
A life once bright, now dimmed and gray,
A future lost, a hopeless fray.
A heart once whole, now shattered glass,
A love once true, now doomed to pass.
A chance once seized, now let it slip,
A bitter taste, a soul’s eclipse.
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Moharif Yulianto
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