Every friend
Every blessing
Comes and goes
The ones I love
Always end up
Running away
My blessings
Come and go
The ones I love most
And the ones I can talk too
Leave
And now she is leaving
This time it seems
Harder than ever
I can't let go
But maybe
Another blessing will come
Or maybe
This will be the last one
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PoetryWelcome to my new poetry book. Take a journey through my poems and thoughts. Enjoy.