Every time
I hear the melody
I go back
Every line
reminds me
of the past
I cry
With every note
I hear
I tried
But somehow
It was clear
You were mine
But I let
You go
And now I hide
And try
To move on
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Unsent Letters
PoesíaUnsent Letters. We all have them. They're that one thing that we keep from the world, That one side of us that we never let anyone see, Those few words that we wish we could say These are a collection of poems, written to be letters Just a few more...
