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V May 2018
A nother day.
C arelessly we go about.
C RASH!
I can only remember so much,
D ismayed, we all started to cry.
E verone will be O.K." They rushed.
N ightmares that leave me awake,
T hanking God, we are all alive.
This poem isn't all that good, but recently we (my mom, me, and my aunt) were all involved in a car accident and I am still having trouble getting through this. We are all okay, but not without our own injuries, although my mom suffered the worst in breaking her back.
I started a GoFundMe account for her to help her in anyways I can, since I am going through guilt, and bad depression for seeing her this way.
The link to her page is here: https://www.gofundme.com/s9d4qv-daughter-needs-help

Any donation helps and I am only doing this to help her with the support she deserves most. To anyone/if anyone donates, God bless you and a huge "thank you" from my heart miles away.
V May 2018
Red
I'm tired of painting my sky in shades of blue and grey,
Even if it leaves me dead,
Paint me in splendid red.
V Apr 2018
I am the moon.
I may not burn as bright as the sun-
But I glimmer enough to shed light on the things that crave to be seen in utter darkness.
V Apr 2018
You may be soft, fragile and delicate- like the petals of a flower;

But don't forget, you are also the stem, that keeps it all together.
:)
V Apr 2018
It's sad to watch people trade their bodies in the night,

For temporary warmth in the morning.
  Apr 2018 V
Bee
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
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