You might not see,
How badly you have hurt me.
That's okay.
I'll be alright.
You have won this war,
beaten me till I am nothing more.
I won't go on.
I am ending it here,
vanishing away in the atmosphere.
Good bye old friend,
this is the end.
~Emma Kay
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Poems
PoetryTHE ONES I HAVE UP AREN'T PERFECT, EVERYTHING ELSE IS PRIVATE OR BEING WORKED ON!
