

I watched her give up each day, I was there when her world crumbled, When the tough tides rumbled her, But I also watched her
_poet Jonteh fit Gastavas Hearts_ They said time is the master healer Have seen many get broken over time Time brings more disappointments and regrets
They said she had a heart of gold, She kept acting to uphold, Slowly, she lost herself in the process, And when they realized, It
It’s that figure that kept me glued Your pretty face got me drooling And your eyes that talks of love The true and undying perfection
Peered down the cradle The feeling surreal An angel lay, staring Full of innocence Giggles and my world is turned around Frowns become smiles Anguish
We called ourselves her friends, Even placed a new tag of “family”, We were her squad, her home, Yet we watched her carve away, We
We are a trash community Sensitivity our true identify Things said in nudity That is our maturity I won’t leave for stupidity.. Talk it behind
In ancient Greek, it was believed that if the flowers placed on a grave took root and blossomed, then souls were sending a message that
Hey bartender! On your table I kneel, at your mercies I yield Let tonight be the night you finally get to kill But first pour