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Nicholas Booth
Poems
Feb 2019
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Remember when you held me in your arms
and told me you'd always love me
a perfect thing, without harm
but all of sudden there was he
he who stole
my vital role
in the love we shared
but you did not care
for anything else
like the books on your shelf
because it was his picture
that remained
I must have seen his picture on that ******* bookshelf a thousand times before I questioned it.
#love
#mind
#sad
#emotions
#stole
#books
#mistrust
#secret
Written by
Nicholas Booth
22/M/NYC
(22/M/NYC)
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