|| That is not me ||
I wish I may
I wish I might
Forget this horror
Forget this sight
She didn’t take you
You were never mine
She stole your heart
And you murdered mine
I hope she memorizes
Every scar every flaw
That he despises
And I adore
It was already written
She cast a spell
And he was smitten
I will forever love
The lover that forgot
Was he mine?
Never not
I shall flee
And he shall love with glee
The one that acts
And not the one that is me
{ A/N: well my poem is pretty much self explanatory...it is about that person or thing that you so badly want but someone else steals it away from you and you know that you will never be enough but maybe just maybe you could love him/her so much more.}
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Short Story|| Repetitive words swarm my mind as the pain invades me. The abyss of my tattered soul is scattered and clustered with wounds that continue on bleeding. ||
