I wished for a day
I got a week
I wanted a month
Then I got three
I don't think there
Will ever be
Words to describe
Just what this means
It's the kind of thing that
Gives me so much joy
It's hard to breathe
It's the kind of thing that
Makes me wonder
Why he didn't leave
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My Poems
PoetryA bunch of poems that I've written on various topics. Most of them are a bit dark, so if you get triggered easily I wouldn't suggest reading them. The reason it's rated as mature is because I don't know whether it would be too much for certain audie...
