Seasons change, friends move away, but life goes on, just not the same. Just as the sun goes down each day, we can be assured of the pain that's going to come with it.
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken 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
