At my nephew's funeral, we laid blue roses at his grave.
Tears constantly flow
Upon your grave, blue roses lay
Peace will one day come.
About the Creator
Writing articles about mental health, education, astrology, and overall life. Writing fiction stories about whatever comes to mind! When I'm not writing you can find me crying about all the animals I can't adopt.
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