The end of an era...
For over three years I have obsessed.
That is the reason I feel so depressed.
With the help of my friends, I shake off my stress.
They'll help my life to not be a mess.
Everyday I grow more distant.
If I could forget him, I would in an instant.
Who is the one who chose this path?
He's not the one who has the last laugh.
Good impressions, I no longer have.
New memories, I will now craft.
The end of an era...
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Poetry About Life
PoetryI've been inspired by a close friend who also writes poetry about her life experiences. Granted, my poetry won't be as good as hers, but here goes.
