She stands at the grave and cries
For a drunk driver had taken her daughter's life
The petals fall from the rose in her hand
Upon the grave they do land
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Tic Toc Time never stops Tic Toc Move forward or get lost Tic Toc The mighty river flows Tic Toc Don't get pulled under as it goes
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