Looking at the past,
I smile,
But tears threaten to fall.
I wouldn't trade a memory,
for another tomorrow.
If I found this was my last day,
I wouldn't mind.
I would spend it with all the people in the world.
Friends and strangers alike.
Because one day they will be gone too.
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The Damning Of My Poet Soul
PoetryAnd all it took was one neat paragraph in pen. Enjoy some small teen me starting from like 2016 to like idk late 2018 I think early2019 I'm doing some rereading and retitling cuz numbers idk Thank you readers for over 4k reads. like is it good tho...
