Poetry

Perplexed

ABBA, Good news was received,

ABBA, good things are said to come forth, so why is my chest aching

I’m perplexed, unable to fathom what all this means,

I’m perplexed, in fear of letting go

I’m perplexed, dwelling in the pond formed by the liquid in my eyes

ABBA, good news was recieved today,

So why am I mourning instead…

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