Nothing you do will ever change what you did.
No apology will make amends for what you did.
Endless calls will not make me forgive you for what you did.
Every time I hear our song I remember what you did.
Everything from here reminds me of what you did.
So I will leave.
A new town.
A new school.
A new house.
A new start.
A new me.
I will begin again.
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December: A Collection of Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems from my diary for when you're feeling down. Author @GirlAmongstTheStars first collection of poetry. December offers a darker outlook on life. Note- Please do not copy my work. Cover art by me. UPDATE FROM AUTHOR- 'Life: A Coll...
