I never really liked goodbyes,
they always filled me with sorrow.
But this goodbye,
it's a little happier,
though a bit less certain.
I don't know where
I'm going.
I could go anywhere,
And I really don't know
what to expect.
But I'm going to
proceed with the plan.
You won't see me again,
but trust when I say
I'll be happier there.
So goodbye,
see you later,
I'll visit your dreams.
Live life,
I lived mine,
Goodbye.
*smiling*
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We're All Mad Here
PoetryJust a series of poems. A series of words. A collection of stories. A collection of feelings. I think I've explained enough, it's up to you to read on.
