Goodbye-16.02.2024
If I ever die
I want to be surrounded by flowers she planted and harvested with her own hands
I want to be surrounded by everything I ever received from her
I want a ring on my finger to match the one she received from me.
I want her arms to be the last to hold me
I want her eyes to be the last to look at my face.
I want her heart to be the last to say goodbye to mine.
-J.W-
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Book of poems nr. 1
PoetryJust of the poems I wrote so far, and I decided to share them with y'all (wlw) (DO NOT POST THEM ANYWHERE WITHOUT MY CONSENT, OR WITHOUT TAGGING ME)
