I cried when you passed away. I still cry today. Although I loved you dearly, I couldn't make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke my heart to prove He takes the best.
This is the first poem I ever wrote... I wrote it after one of my friends killed herself. It was my way of dealing with it.
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Poetry
شِعرSo lately my life hasn't been the best, I started getting into poetry... to express my feelings. Most of these are depressing... but I hope you all enjoy!
