i can never understand
why someone would leave
after they said
they would always be there for me.
-k.d.
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life as we know it
PoetryBeing a poet is like being really sick. But instead of vomit, words come out. This is my word vomit.
why
i can never understand
why someone would leave
after they said
they would always be there for me.
-k.d.