We Live, We Love, We Lose

A compilation of poems I've been writing since I was about 9 or 10. Both of mourning and of pleasure. Of love and of loss. Some are unnamed, but I think those can be the best kind. I accept and even encourage constructive criticism, but I will not tolerate outright disrespect. Also, remember that these have been written over many years and thus may be somewhat childish and/or have no coordination to each other. They won't be in order of when they are written at first and this is only a select few of my collection of poems and/or limericks. Enjoy~ <3
P.S. If you read all of that, congratulations, I now love you. If you didn't then you probably wouldn't even be reading this, so whatever.
~<3~Liz~<3~