No one is actually gone
Until the ripples
They caused
In time and space
Have drifted away
Some are bound to die young
By dying young
They stay young in memory
Their spirit burns brightly
Shines for all time
And leads the way
YOU ARE READING
My poems~
PoesiaI'm just gonna leave this here. This is a way for me to deal with my feelings, please don't judge me :) Not all poems are about me though, being creative with words is what helps. Most of this is in English, but there are some Dutch parts as well. T...
