Heather Poem by Deanna Charles
Heather
You make me laugh.
You make me cry.
I don't know why,
but you and I
are a perfect friend
untill the end.
Untill the end
means far away
like when were old and our hair
turns grey.
Not if you decide you want
to die some day.
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4/16/2024 1:14:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I'm sorry for all those times I said I wanted to die. I know how much it hurt you. But I'm better now. And I hope me and you can reconnect again.. <3?