4d
After everything you said.
All the promises you made.
You ran and tried to
Avoid
You took pieces of me.
Sliced them from my skin.
And left nothing but
A void.
All the promises you made.
You ran and tried to
Avoid
You took pieces of me.
Sliced them from my skin.
And left nothing but
A void.
The first poem I sent to you:
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In the spring glade,
In search of the most beautiful flower,
You,
A rose
Your intoxicating aura and view most striking,
Above all the others,
You
Arose
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In the spring glade,
In search of the most beautiful flower,
You,
A rose
Your intoxicating aura and view most striking,
Above all the others,
You
Arose
