It should never have begun
We should have never existed
The girl with bright eyes,
Her soft voice still ringing,
Appeared in my dreams from
Time to time.
I felt a soft stinging
In my heart.
Thinking of her made me
Want to start
again,
and hope that the black hole
Of forgetfulness would grab me by the hand
Or by the head
And free me of regret.
Free me from my memories.
And pull me next to her,
By the dead.
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Her [ Lesbian Story ]
Poetry{COMPLETED} It was a sad love It never got us anywhere She wore flower crowns In her hair When she would look me In the eye Her beauty made me Want to cry I would stay silent And die a little inside For I knew, one day She would no longer be m...