If there is an after life
I hope the moths and butterflies don't know ones more loved
I hope the beavers dams are tall
And horses can run free
I hope fish can swim in clear water
And the birds can sing in the trees
If there is an after life
I hope death is kinder to them
Then we
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The Words We Never Said
PoetrySecrets, sex, and sadness. Lonely, love, and lies. The poetry love story of two teenagers in a abusive relationship. Fighting for love and lust not knowing if they are the next romantic comedy or tragic story.
