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Oct 2018
You struggle with your pain
Yet still helped me anyways
To reach more to gain
Even if no one stays

A sonnet dedicated to you
With a new happiness born
Yet you're filled with blue
As your wiery heart's worn

I know your soul's torn,
But I'm here to repair
Your rose, not only a thorn
To live with no despair

I know how you've been shoved
I know soon you'll be loved
To a girl called Olivia who shared my poem and helped me touch many more people. I want to help her in her darkness, for she helped me as well
Written by
Armand-DeamoJC  18/M/South Aftica
(18/M/South Aftica)   
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