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May 2018
You tried to help
Took my broken pieces,
My bleeding wounds,
Heart strings,
And tried to glue them together.
I knew you would leave one day, but
Never thought it would be like this. Our
Want uncovers our honesty, and
It breaks my heart to see you go
Back. Back to the place under the tree where we hid,
Until the sun came up and exposed us in the graveyard.
Now, I visit your eternal bed under that tree.
I ask what you think of the new woman to hold my heart, and
Hope that you see her as I do, I hope
You'll know that she is the only one to take your place, please
Understand.
Inspired by a weird format I found in a poetry book. First words.
Written by
QuietGlass  20/F
(20/F)   
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