Why?
Not a clue.
Creating an alibi
Is up to you.
I was left feeling blue.
Not really knowing her
wasn't a concern
At the time.
It felt like she was here
And then she wasn't mine.
It felt like a soft betrayal
That would pain me till I cried
That perhaps would accompany me
Until the day I died.
"Drugs, prostitution, we aren't sure
As of yet."
Would it hurt you to tell me
What was going on in her head?
I would miss her
Most dearly,
But then I saw her
In my sleep.
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Poetry{COMPLETED} It was a sad love It never got us anywhere She wore flower crowns In her hair When she would look me In the eye Her beauty made me Want to cry I would stay silent And die a little inside For I knew, one day She would no longer be m...
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