Hana Ali

Misery - Poem by Hana Ali

My own misery hunts it comes
At night and goes at sun up
My misery knows I am afraid
Of it, it hunts like a dead person

My misery shall not return to
Thee I ought be left for my
Dream but not to thee misery
I have learned my lesson

No be friend your misery it
Will be your worst nightmare
So be friend your dreams not your

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 17, 2012

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