Good Morning This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By , brampton, Canada
I don't remember
the last time I saw morning.
See, after your only joy has died
and you've buried happiness,
the sunlight peeking over the horizon
no longer means “Good morning”
because it can't end your mourning.
I've adopted a wardrobe of black
So I can properly weep
for my past.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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bj44890 said...
May 6, 2013 at 11:00 am
i like it  
 
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