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4d
I’ve seen love happen through my own eyes
Sometimes it’s too much and I just want to die
But it would devastate the ones who’ll cry
After death, I’m ready to die
The way it’s been happening, to process what’s happened
I’ll either be famous, or remembered dishonest
Live to love
Cry to care
The pain is real, but it’ll never be fair
You want me to cry, but I’ve already tried
I’m learning to love, again and again
Just remember, you’re your own best friend, and biggest enemy
It’s what you do with it, to create your paradise
Shine with light, or you’ll end up a story.
I really like this poem I wrote, I thought it would be right to share for someone who might need it :)
Written by
Nicholas Naylor
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