Doesnt it hurt
Looking back at calendar
So much time had passed
Yet the wound is still fresh
Festering grief seeps out
Yearning for your touch
That smile that laughter
Your star filled eyes
Our crazy corky talks
Your endless teasings
Oh my dear devil
Your baby ghost misses you
Come for once give me a hug
Look into my eyes
Dont go
Dont leave me alone
Tell me its gonna be okie
Tell me I am gonna make it through
I love you
Please rest in peace
Yours baby ghost ❤
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Tears of Rose: A Poetry Collection
PoetryWelcome to my musical diary A collection of some of emotions and insights from daily life Extremely clinche and dark. Be careful. Read at your own risk. (Humans only)
