i hold onto the memories of you
and keep them locked up in my heart
when i begin to wither into nothing
i go to that place where you held me
i go back to you
and my heart starts to beat again.
you treated me with the love that i someday want to to treat myself with
-my love
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My Life and Other Sad Things
Poetryhighest ranking #1 in Poetry a true story about sadness, fear, pain and overwhelming love we are all flowers beautiful and soft to touch broken by the stem #Compelete 11,555 words
