You know ,your lover and
we three are growing old day by day
And there is not a single day
That one of us are not wishing you
Were here
*Present *
I wish you did not
Love your liquors
I wish you had listened to
Our wild and innocent crying
Then.
I wish you were strong enough to
Fight that disease ;
that which killed you.
.DAD.
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Who Broke My Heart First ?
PoesíaImagine a hello in your mother tongue :) I am Pemba Chokey Sherpa & personally I donʼt think I am a good writer but find out by yourself and leave a comment or so. While this is not a story certainly not a poem . I don't know what it is .. But it...
