Middle Of November Poem by Rokket Grrl
Middle Of November
I've given up on life and all of life's happiness
because you're gone I'm a beaten mess
Smiling is like sticking icicles in my heart
And laughing only makes my tongue taste sour and tart
I miss you and the smiles, laughs and sunshine
I knew that we were about to run out of time
But I didn't care, I told myself that this world last forever
But then it ended so suddenly, in the middle of November
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