Dear You,
It read,
The fiery tears on the paper,
Spelled out the words of despondent meaning,
You should have cared,
Look at her now,
Writing poems on how she feels,
The fiery tears have turned into,
POWERFUL WORDS,
Look at her now,
Living the life,
She wanted to live,
No pain, or suffering,
Just a beautiful lush of happiness,
But,
The cut of the rusty silver scissors,
Ravishes the perfect dream,
Time to pick up the pieces again,
Start over,
Be who you wanna be.
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 4:57 PM UTC
Dear You,
It read,
The fiery tears on the paper,
Spelled out the words of despondent meaning,
You should have cared,
Look at her now,
Writing poems on how she feels,
The fiery tears have turned into,
POWERFUL WORDS,
Look at her now,
Living the life,
She wanted to live,
No pain, or suffering,
Just a beautiful lush of happiness,
But,
The cut of the rusty silver scissors,
Ravishes the perfect dream,
Time to pick up the pieces again,
Start over,
Be who you wanna be.
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