The people who love and care for you are the ones who will be stuck with you all your life, like a nail in a light post. No matter how far away they truly are there is a part always stuck in your heart. Others might be close one day, but the next they might drift away, like an autumn leave from a tree. Gone almost in a instant, beautiful to those who saw them, but will soon be forgotten with no trace or trail to ever find them again. Which one are you and to who?
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Poems of Sorts
ПоэзияThese are some poem type things and short stories/texts/writings I've written. Usually I write them when I'm sad or trying to process something, but I thought I'd put some here.
