Walking in the forest. My head down as I feel tears dripping down my face. I remember the past, just being with my beloved. Feeling a drop of water fall on my face, I stop in front of the tree we first met and whisper "why did you have to go so soon?" My heart shatters into bits and pieces. . . then. . . darkness surrounds me as I, too, reach for the white light my beloved followed.
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Poems I wrote and/or based on songs
PoetryThis is just a book of poems I wrote during my school year this year. You can follow me for more and comment if you want to read more poems. But if you don't like poetry, then this is not the book for you. Enjoy!
