I remember when we used to go to the beach,
I would read a book buried in my nose,
And you would be telling me to go in the water.
You took the book from my face,
And pulled me up.
I screamed,
While you ran and threw me in the water.
It was my favorite memory,
Before you faded away.
Like a butterfly flying away.
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The Second Life
PoetryDo you ever feel like no one understands you? Do you sometimes get so depressed that you just want to be gone? Well, this poetry book will show you that I understand. I understand your pain and your suffering. It also includes happy poems, of course...
