i will miss your hair,
the color of your eyes.
knowing you were there,
not worried about lies.
whispering secrets late,
tears falling down.
wondering about fate,
planning to leave this town.
i will miss your hand in mine,
telling you it's okay.
you told me that i'd be fine,
but i'm still throwing it all away.
you will try to look for me,
but i won't be found.
i can't tell you how much i'm sorry
to leave you alone above the ground.
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desolation
Поэзияdes·o·la·tion ˌdesəˈlāSH(ə)n/ noun a state of complete emptiness or destruction. anguished misery or loneliness. just a book of my inner thoughts, feelings, and observations TRIGGER WARNING: may include eating disorders, self harm, alcoholism, suici...
