She was snuggling him
hugging him
and giving him kisses on the cheeks
Until—
her pillows starts to soak wet
from the tears
she started to shed.
He was but a few pages from a book
but her imagination was all it took.
Oh how she wished he was real..
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-A tragic romance that can't even begin.
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Scattered Pieces
Poetry~if i learn the story behind each scattered pieces, will I finally know how the glass looked before it was broken... #25 & #24 in poets #1 in brokenpieces #1 in brokenglass #8 in poetry #8 in poetess #7 in originalpoetry #28 in poetrybook >None of...
