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My name is Liz and I am 16 years old. I live in Norway. I can't write poems, but I like expressing my feelings, so I write. :) |
Looking out of the window,
I look up at the sky...
I miss the way you smile,
the way you made me feel pretty...
How could you,
you were my best friend...
I can't seem to forget,
our days were the best...
It's dark and grey,
and cold and white...