It saddens me,
to think that everything
that used to be
are now poignant verses.
I used to have your smile
on my lips,
now my lips are chapped and dry.
I used to be in your heart,
but now I'm kicked out
and replaced by another.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThings I write in the middle of the night when I can't sleep or whenever I feel the need to put my heart into words. Poems•Prose•Short Stories•Artworks
