You lost it, when you let it burn
You broke it, when you threw it away
Away from itself, to somewhere
Far, maybe further
That I can't find
Now
YOU ARE READING
The words, I bleed. (Rks)
PoetryAn ongoing journey of unsaid words. See how they bleed through small letters. ᎪᏞᏞ ᎡᏆᏩᎻᎢᏚ ᎡᎬᏚᎬᎡᏙᎬᎠ - ⓒIwouldfall. {Rks}
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You lost it, when you let it burn
You broke it, when you threw it away
Away from itself, to somewhere
Far, maybe further
That I can't find
Now