I missed you when you werent here.
I had a longing and a fear.
An awful thought crossed my mind.
When i thought i lost my last goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
