Days go by, nights go by, I keep thinking that everything is going to be alright, but it's not, it's the real world, it's the real thing, I cry and plead, "Why does the Devil take everyone away from me? They did nothing wrong..it's not there fault..yet they have to pay for my sins with there deaths of kindness?
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The Writer's World
PoésieThis book is about my poems that I have done Throughout my whole life, My first poem is how I got into poetry. Please, and thank you for giving this book a try.🙂
