Those last words you said,
When you were taking last breathes.
That painful moment,
When tears were in your eyes.
That sweet moment,
When you held my hands for the last time.
That heart-breaking moment,
When I noticed the bullets in your stomach and a cut on your wrist.
That cute moment,
When I ran my fingers through your hair and you smiled.
That haunting scene,
When I saw you struggling to breathe.
That silent moment,
When you stopped breathing and your hold became loose.
Boy,
That was the moment I knew...
-Aditi
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PoetryĆømpłěţěď "I knock on your door, See blood flowing on the floor, But when I realize, the blood isn't mine, I come back for more." Many people write poetry about how happy they are, how content they are with their life. But what if you aren't? What i...
