Maybe I'm still holding on to the pain Because it's all I have left of you and the memories we created together before things got so chaotic, and we went our separate path without a goodbye. We never truly got closure. We both act as if we never existed at-all Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poesíaheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
