You still come up in my memories
And it all still hurts
We use to be so close, yet we've grown so far.
It was for the best.
You grew wall,
Wall I could not break.
I reached, I tried.
You were still.
The memories still hurt,
You presents is still there,
You're everywhere I turn.
Yet, you grew a wall.
Luna.H
27.6.22
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Luna.H
PoetryLuna.H The scribbles and writings or one whoms fallen into the madness
