If you pick up when I call you would be be ready to talk by then,
You left a text, and then never looked back, remember when?
We were running down the beach with sand underneath,
We were only barely teens, hair flying im the breeze,
When I caught it.
I caught feelings,
Like the paper caught fire.
You whisper sweet things,
But you're just a liar.
You caught her eye,
Said goodbye.
And never looked at me again,
But I'll pretend,
You're still here.
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Crying Skies, Rain And Discarded Memories
Poetrymidnight silk flows from her head and a stormy sea lies in her eyes magic flows every time she speaks a crimson silence dancing across her lips