Poem #104

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"You cannot look me in the eye and say you will not leave
Because even the green leafs on trees says that before they fall away
And I'll be left alone, cold during the winter
And you know what happens in winter time?
Everything

Dies

Slowly...
Maybe winter is where I belong
Buried beneath the white snow watching as the sky turns black and then lights up again with different colours
And some how, everything dying but trying to survive at once is beautiful."
-r.b
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Not very good sorry
-Your very own broken girl💜

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