The day that they came to tell
me goodbye, 2012 raindrops
drowned out my cries.
Over run by all of your
problems, they left us alone
with the thought that we'd
solve them.
Since then, the world has
grown cold, without the
slightest sliver of hope.
(There is nowhere to go)
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA compilation of poetry that describes love, loss and hardship.
