She was buried alive
She had no say in what was to happen
It was told to her as if carved in stone
All she could do was accept the fact that he had left her
And in his absence,I buried her alive
I buried the memories of us
I buried who she was with him
Now all that's left of her is me
While she rots far too deep for anyone to ever reach.
-s
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The gateway to my mind [Poetry]
PoesíaA collection of self-written poems, expressing my thoughts and feelings. ☆☆☆ Started: 08/01/2023 Concluded: 02/07/2023 ☆☆☆ #1 bookish:14/03/2023 #1 sadpoems: 24/05/2023 500 reads: 12/03/2023 600 reads: 13/03/2023 700 reads: 17/03/2023 800 reads: 27...