The dear, bittersweet feeling when you finally said to let go.
The final nail in the coffin, forever closing the door,
Sends a gust if wind too big to ignore.
It chilled my bones, and blew out the flame.
In the end I believe, there's no one to blame.
But I'll always look back fondly at the day,
you sent me a letter and swore you would wait.
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Diary Of A Shattered Mind - A Book Of Assorted Poetry
PoezjaAll original poetry. I just have feelings, and I like to make them sound pretty. Purely self indulgent, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless.
