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sorry

creating an in-fillable hole
playing an unforgettable role
you came to my life
you made me strive
for something greater than myself
you became my only help
and carried on the legacy
the legacy that only i could see
and that too when
i had just sent
a suicide letter to myself
just when i had begun ti yelp
a every small wound
you came as a boon
and just like everybody before you
you did what they doo
poof!!!
gone
and i was left all alone
maybe i was at fault too
for doing the mistakes that i do
but I'm just a human
I'm not a god sent
creature, I'm not a perfect one
but i was far too gone
for you to oversee my mistakes
so i thank you for holding that long for my sake
and I'm sorry that i lost you
believe me i really do
 and all that remains is your memory
theone I'll cherish
till the day i die...
#promise (TBH when i wrote this poem i had no idea that it'd be relatable to that baka but as i typed this thing it reminded me more and more of her so i had to give her a #)

-yakaa: jujaan

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