Written of February 6th, 2018. A year after my dad's death.
I saw my dad in a dream last night.
I had my head on his shoulder, and it all seemed alright.
I started to cry,
And he asked me why.
"I miss you, I miss you!" I said through my tears
I miss you so much now that it's been a whole year.
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Poems
PoetrySome poetry that I wrote. Lots of it is depressing, some of it is weird.
