Whatever it was
or seemed to be,
it only was platonic.
Why then is the sting
of this tiny barb so sharp
within my weeping heart?
Why is it so ironic?
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 9:48 AM UTC
Whatever it was
or seemed to be,
it only was platonic.
Why then is the sting
of this tiny barb so sharp
within my weeping heart?
Why is it so ironic?
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