The petals wither from my palm
Like my friends who are now long gone...
We used to be the best of friends
Oh, what I would do to get that back again...
Roses bloom to full beauty, only to wither away
Seemingly like when to friends go a stray...
(I haven't thought of how to break this poem so...
I took the pen at hand and popped the cap back on...
For a long time now I felt you glance
Piercing my flesh, gaining momentum to stab my...
It’s hard to say but it’s...
My life is better without you...
When I was alone, you stood by my side,
When I refused help, you would still try...
I just cant stop thinking about you
everything around me reminds me of us...
I can see you,
straight through you...
Probably is just me
But, how can this be fair...
Laughter, sad, problems..
Since we met we had a happy moments at the time...
Dirty and
Dishonest...