I wish heaven had visiting visiting hours I feel like are time was cut short and I'd do anything to have one last deep conversation I don't remember what you're voice sounds like anymore I've forgotten the taste of you're food the memories of you're smile and laughter have seem to fade from my memory and left a deep sadness inside my heart
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Puisiheartbroken 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
