i keep pieces of you,
in my pocket.
i'll collected them
as you dropped them
on your way to wherever
good people go.
i keep them safe inside my pocket,
and sometimes when i feel alone,
i take them out and admire them,
these little pieces of heaven.
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for Farah: TWENTY
PoetryA poem or letter for each year you've been alive. Unfortunately, I've only known you for one year (today being the anniversary of when we've met), but that one year has been one of my best years (out of 20, too)--because you've been in my life. I l...
