People come and go.
Sadly.
I'll never know
if I will ever get used to it.
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Gone and Still Saying Goodbye
PoetryA poem I wrote in seventh grade about a girl who has been left constantly by people whom she used to love. She's afraid it won't stop and is growing to realize she doesn't know who she is anymore.
Untitled Part 9
People come and go.
Sadly.
I'll never know
if I will ever get used to it.
