The loss reminds me, It reminds me of that fleeting feeling as I look at her, as the sun caresses her soft skin and that cute smile spreads across her face. Her eyes make me feel like I belong, it makes me truly happy in the dark.
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Sad Poetry #2
PoetryI started to write about everything, pouring all of my soul into words on paper, all the emotions will fill the pages with a magic all on its own for every story has a meaning and I'm just beginning to tell mine #1 tired of life 6/11/20
