Grief
Don't tell me how to suffer
Don't tell me how to cry
Telling me I will soon be free,
My pain is all I see
I know I need help but I needed you
You accepted my ups and downs
You made me feel I could wear a crown
Yes all I feel right now is sadness
Although people see you as a sickness
you'll be my mistress.
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Poems
Poesíathey will have all different meanings some of which I don't know yet so maybe you can help me out
