I tried to save you from death but it looks like I've killed you. A stake through the heart, a rope around your neck, a bullet through your brain. Dead. I didn't mean to, really. I just wanted to help. I don't want anything to happen to you. Your my best friend. I'm the sun and your my shine. Two peas in a pod. I miss the old you and I want it back. I guess it won't though, so I have to accept life as I know it and when it's put that way, life will be very dull without my sunshine. I love you, so don't leave me. Please.
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This is who I am
Historia CortaA collection of multiple poems and short stories that breakdown my existence. I wrote all of these over six years ago when I was in high school. I was going though some rough times. I felt alone, not wanted and I really just needed someone to try to...
