It's that time of the year
It's that month
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sometimes I wish to forget this month.
Grief takes over
Again from
Eight years ago.
I want to escape from this month.
This month is woven with memories of greif & loneliness .
The month I want to fold it with happy memories & lock it inside my heart .
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Who Broke My Heart First ?
ПоэзияImagine 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...
