But I can't handle the fact you don't love me.
How would you interpret this short poem?
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A poem about someone who has recently lost a loved one yet remembers a single event that always makes them smile and just for a moment forget their grief. I hope you like it,
I am the calling out to the sky, I am the feeling of what it is to die. I am the idea of the cry. I am the ever seeing I. I am the lack of human sight. I am oh, so very bright.
How would you interpret this short poem?
Kindly leave them on the comments for those who wanna share their thoughts. :)
A poem about someone who has recently lost a loved one yet remembers a single event that always makes them smile and just for a moment forget their grief. I hope you like it,
I am the calling out to the sky, I am the feeling of what it is to die. I am the idea of the cry. I am the ever seeing I. I am the lack of human sight. I am oh, so very bright.