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I write poetry, draw, and think a lot...probably too much, but I guess that's okay. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - |
The times we spent together,
The long years of joyful laughter and fun...
Why did you do this to me?
I hate you so...
Everything you say to me
Every bit of kindness you've shown me...
More often than not
I find I do not understand myself...
I'm distant
Not hidden away alone distant...
I am a deep maroon rose
Dark and easy to wilt...
I am the warm wind
Sent to rustle your hair...
Don't let dreams slip through your fingers
For if they do...
For now I try
To look to the sky...
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Do you know me? |