I miss you when you haven't even left.
So what will I do when you leave once again?
How will I survive the tides rising too high?
I know that i'll drown, I just won't die.
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Magic
Poesia"I always loved those sparkly twists. If only I knew the harm in false bliss." A poem of all the magic in living. It's not always bright, but just enough light. ⚠️May contain triggering content⚠️ The cover and any other artwork is not mine unless sa...
Miss you
I miss you when you haven't even left.
So what will I do when you leave once again?
How will I survive the tides rising too high?
I know that i'll drown, I just won't die.
