"There will always be days where I'll miss you,
and cry for you,
and hope to see your face again.
I just hope those days will be longer,
and wonderful."
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Forsaking My End
PoetryWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
