"I told you that I love you, that I care for you, that being with you makes me feel alive.
Then why did you shatter my heart with the hammer I bought you as a gift? Why did you bury me six feet under with the shovel that was once used to hide our childhood treasures?"
A.S
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Creation of Rainbows (A book of Poetry)
Poetry"The rain fell hard on the broken ground, it never stopped it's loud and painful sound. The world crumpled into darkness, the one crying for years was a total mess. He was just waiting for a single glow, but the time he was living in was going slow...
