She was here, when they weren't
She did smile, but real they aren't
She was both the sun and rain
She was both the beauty and brain
She did love, she did hate
Everything's wrong yet she was right
It was always 'her and me'
Never a 'him and me'!
She did damage, she did hurt
But she did heal like none
Which was supreme to the nun
Yet all over again,
she did heal something she didn't break
She did make it a take
She didn't do it for her sake
She seemed like the beauty of the history
But maybe, it was just her story
In the darkness of the deam
There was a light of the gleam
To show there's tomorrow
She was my tomorrow
There was so much to deal
When there was nothing to feel
But maybe she was to steal
OH! What was she if not my home to heal?
And you realise, in the end
She was the friend
Who was loyal forever
Than any lover ever!
Sherin <3
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PoetryLet's go stargazing, but I see my whole universe in you!💫 In the spark of the undesirable bond and emotions of a teen, here I am on behalf of many teens out there. As a teen u could fuse your journey with mine in mystery of overwhelmingness, disapp...
