Could've been my cup of tea,
but Darling you chose Absinthe.
Lethal but captivating,
in my thoughts, you're never absent.
I thought I could leave later
through this jaunt, as it happens
But darling you've got me captured
You chose to be my absinthe.
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Poetry- Youth.
PoetryThis volume contains poems of love, youth, loss and a variety of feelings that come with facing the sweetness as well as the bitterness of young love.
