Its a unique thing: Grief
Like handmade jewellery
No two pieces are ever the same
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This is a personal collection of poems I have written based on my experiences on losing someone I truly love. I hope this book reaches out to the souls who needs i...
Heaven (/ˈhevən/): "A place of calm and serenity. The place where I would feel your embrace."
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One day, we will meet in the gates of heaven
Our eyes will lock and no tears will spill I will run into your arms and hold you with all my will Call out your name like a blessing against my lips Feel your warmth against my fingertips Listen to your voice as you whisper my name Letting me know that you are proud of me, of what I became
One day, I will no longer live with the pain against my chest Because I am home with you and finally we will rest Together happy in the clouds Shining brighter than any star in the crowd
