And today, as I look at my mother's face as I head out the door,
guilt and shame cloud her misty eyes as she begs me not to leave, but the damage is done, and I must go find another path through the journey that's called life and death
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My Poems
PoesieDifferent poems i thought of. Trigger warning; there will be some that can trigger people and therefore there's a warning. If you dont like it plz dont report, just skip it. All rights are mine.
