Don't ask me for what I had
It would only make us glad.
That was back then
Our personality aged ten.
Not much keeping us back
Nothing keeping us on track.
Something so great turned so bad
Once before it had.
I can't imagine
In the moment of sin
How much you had done
All just for a little fun.
I never knew it
Until it all had hit.
All those lies
As the love dies.
I never thought it would
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Ink Stained [Poetry]
PoetryA collection of random, poetry. Some happier than others, some full of pain and sadness. That's poetry, full of meaning
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