Sometimes prose is better than poetry
A part of her died that day…One lives on to make peace, in silence!Life has a cruel way to show the mirror Will I ever be able to look it in the eye?It takes a lifetime for a wish to come trueAnd I shall await the sweet deliverance.
wow! who are you, anonymous?
Someone who lost a friend and that's just a postscript now… name is sima.
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