Tales are told
from old to young
As the sun became young
The birds sung
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Rose quarters and obsidian black
I left you alone
And now your gone
I want you back
Your jumper is here
Laying with me
but I wish you could see
How much you meant to me
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I loved your smile your laugh
But also your stupid ass Running round like a dumb ass
You were here for me
Before I understood what you meant to me
And I still don't know what you even meant
To me but the star
That marks the sky
Your just one look away
Just look up high and far
And Say hey
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Poems and fantasies are all just a game
But my love for you stayed the same
From low and high
Till I reach the sky
I guess it was always
My time to say goodbye
YOU ARE READING
Win or loose
PoesíaI recently took a love to poetry and the love and the heart that people put into it so I thought I would give it a good shot and go for it hope you enjoy!
