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Apr 2019
For my tears that we're shead in secret
This is what I say
I am not weak
For Having a Heart way
                                Heavily on me
Each and Every day.

I am NOT ashamed that who I lost
Holds some of What We Were
Even if...
For now ...
The piece of them I posses
only wounds me

I am not sorry I did not guard my heart
For even though I lost a great deal

I will remember and carry you with me
and slowly...
                  I Will Heal.

So let Me Morn Who We Were
And someday, should I look back
at what I once loved

Know,  that now the piece I possess
fits into a puzzle that depicts
Who I Have Become
We all lose at some stage, but we never forget. Let those you once loved show the progress you have made
William de klerk
Written by
William de klerk  18/M/South Africa
(18/M/South Africa)   
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