So I had a friend who was having a rough dau, and asked me to write her apoem about being in a corner.
So... here it is.
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There is a place that is ridden of fear,
It has the job of protecting what's there.
An indent in the wall, only one side is open,
The entry fee's small, you need only a token.
A promise you give it, an oath you swear,
The protection of your comfort, the responsibility you bare.
It holds your tears, it keeps you safe, keeps your peace,
Never, not once can you ever get a lease.
So care for it well, it cares too when you're a mourner,
Because this is your place, your special corner.
YOU ARE READING
Some Poems...
PoetrySo I was told to share my awesomeness with the world, and so I shall. I'll dedicate "chapters" to the respective person they are about.
