Dear MiaA Poem by Peanut Albert Stowe
Dear Mia, I thought you were my best friend,
Yet you didn't help when I felt at my end. Dear Mia, I thought you wanted the best for me, but now I'm crying in the tub. Dear Mia, you introduced me to lots of friends; Ana, Deb, Olive, and Cat. Dear Mia, why don't I feel like you. Dear Mia, I'm in the hospital. Dear Mia, I think I'm dying. Dear Mia.... Why? © 2016 Peanut Albert Stowe |
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Added on May 4, 2016 Last Updated on June 1, 2016 AuthorPeanut Albert StoweAboutHello, I am 14 years old and like writing poetry. Most of my topics are a touchy but quite relatable. more..Writing
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