One day, scissors will be for paper again.
One day, razors will be shaving again
One day, cutting will be arts and crafts again
One day, sadness will be temporary again.
One day, life will be fun again
One day you will recover.
I love you all.
Make one day soon or even today.
I know you're stronger than this don't give up hope.
-Allana
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Fallen
PoetryFor the fallen For the ones who are going to fall This is for you. Love you
