no word is strong
yet gentle enough
to convey what i feel
for you
you hold so much back
while i pour out my heart
i want to go back
and live in the moments
when you looked at me
with loving eyes
now all i see
is pain radiating
from your careful soul
all i've done
is stolen a couple beats from your heart
and left you in an ocean of guilt
for breaking mine
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deadroses || poetry
Poezie"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, rotten-looking flowers.
