The day we fell apart.
Everything went wrong.
Woke up late.
Missed the bus.
Failed a test.
Lost my lunch.
It kept raining that day.
Everything went wrong.
Maybe it was meant to go down
With the rain.
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February Ashes
Poetry❝From an everlasting flame, to a pile of ashes in the forest❞ A bunch of poems about how he met, fell in love with, desired, missed, broke, was broken by, hated, lost and got over the deepest love he ever felt. most impressive rank: #1 in poems.
