The time slipped away,
Like sand through her fingers.
She had to let go,
And she suffered so.
They all ignored who she was,
As she was in the most pain.
And they all,
Couldn't
Realize
Who
She
Truly
Was.
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A Series of Poems
PuisiThis is a book of the poems that I write. Trigger warning: these poems may include depression and mental health problems, also gory scenes. If any of this triggers you, please refrain from reading. Don't worry, I'm not depressed. I just like to w...