Did I kill her?
That sweet little girl
so many dreams
so much magic
but she's gone now.
Was it my fault?
Or those around her?
Did the world steal her soul?
Or did she give it up to join it?
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The Bitter Truth of Growing Up
PoetryA series of poetry written by me for personal expression as opposed to creating work to show others, but I thought I'd share it online so maybe someone will enjoy it. The cover is made with the wattpad cover app. Feel free to contact me!
