I lie at the spot In my bed,
Where I can see the moon shine through the blinds.
It reminds me of all those sweet times.
I miss that and I may cry,
But I've learned to stay strong.
What was loved at one point,
Is now gone.
I very well understand,
There really is no reason to argue.
Everything happens for a reason,
And I know there's much more I could lose.
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Poetry for the Lonely
PoetryDifferent poems I've wrote at different hard times in my life. These situations will be relatable to you if you've ever had a heartbreak or lost a best friend or just simply felt like you're losing everyone around you and don't know why.. Including...
