+12As I lie here wrapped up in this blanket,
All I can think about is you.
My friends are all here and think I’ll make it
But all these tears are eating away the blue.
Sky is grey and rain is pouring,
As I sit her in this bitter sweet mourning.
This poem was written/submitted by Taylor Bowman.
Category: Sad Poems
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This poem just really relates to me right now, it is so sad but so true and good!:)