Sunday Sonnet: Goodbye

Goodbye to all the worms that roll,
Their way through all the dirt.
Goodbye to sleeping with no goal,
And bleeding out the hurt.

Goodbye to all the dreams I had,
That left me in the dark.
Goodbye to all my friends; I’m glad,
We had the chance to spark.

Goodbye to all the hard times;
Rejoice in all the rest.
Goodbye to all the desperate rhymes;
I’m saving you the best.

Don’t say farewell, just say goodbye.
The chance we had has surely died.

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