We knew it couldn't work
But I held on
And now that you've let go,
I'm tumbling
Over and over,
Lost to inevitability
And wishing
I could turn back time
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PoetryWhat is it I see Through these wavering glass spheres? Foreign tongues written far off in the heavens, Feelings incarnate, Scrawled across the bottomless sky For the seraphs and me alone to read. ~~~~~~~~~~ HIGHEST RANK: #257 (8/28/16) Vote if you e...
