Fourteen days
Two weeks
A Fortnight
...
All these things
Are the days I had with you
They went by so quickly
As I lay here with my lonely heart
I try to think to
When I fell for you
It was 3 days
Before the leave
I guess, I was meant to fall for you
Because I'm so accidental prone
Now I lay here
With these empty days
Without you
It makes me feel so low
In this three bedroom bungalow
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A Collection Of Memories
PoetryWelcome to my collection of memories from now or many years ago.
