Loss

My mind says die.

How did my life go awry.

How can I live when I constantly ask why.

I sit in pain.

The tiers flow like rain.

I was fine before she came.

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Not good at poems and this one is not very good but it helps me feel better. People in my life don't wanna hear it. So I guess you have to. Your welcome. I'm trying to live like to second poem I commented on.

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/z811hg/starry_eyes/

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/z7xu4h/fix_yourself/