my sorrow began when i was 17,
i knew everything was over when the years came passing by,
it's sad because i didn't even enjoy being 17-22
23,
and my heart is stil being sewn together from the damage left behind
a first love was my last for me,
i don't know if i will ever feel the same as i did before
but just as i thought i can,
i couldn't...
i still wonder where you are in this big world,
i always felt lost but not as i do right now
he,
they,
will never be you
this is an ending of an era,
and a chapter closed
what else will happen?
we will see in the next one...
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secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
