Poems from bbg_maka
Losing a friend isnt instant,
The memories linger,
And the what if's become unbearable.
The guilt sets in at sunrise,
And the grief...
Losing a friend isnt instant,
The memories linger,
And the what if's become unbearable.
The guilt sets in at sunrise,
And the grief...
Shout to the dreamers with world wide vision but,
have never used a visa, just imagination and wishing.
the ones that were stuck on a boat...