I miss the way
Our lives used to be.
The ups and downs
Even the mistakes
we used to make.
If only we could go back
To the way our lives used to be.
When it was just us
Cuddling close together.
Just you and I...
The way life used to be.
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Poetry Written Cuddled With My Pillow by Laina Aurelius
PoesiaA series of poetry written based on my traumatic experiences involving most of a childhood and teen years of sexual abuse by multiple people and a marriage with being forced into temporary polygamy until he realized that he was going to lose me if i...
