Having a countdown of days
With my friend who had a terminal disease
Was harder than I thought
With each passing day
A day is ticked on the calendar
Another day is gone
And the rest are few
'Please don't go' my heart had pleaded
But he couldn't hear
He left.
And forever are my tears for him.
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Finding Solace🥀🌺💔
PoetryYou are my addiction With you I feel like I'm in the land of seduction When you caress my skin I feel like I'm in deception When you kiss me I feel like I'm in a concert that has eviction The feeling is so hot, that I feel like I'm in affliction At...
