We were contented
Happy with each other
But like a rose that was brutally picked
We began to wither
You with me, forever
The thought I liked to cling to
My favourite fever
A medicine I'd overdo
Turns out, eventually..
Everything will fade
Everything will turn stale
Pain will occur so stressfully
I beg you to stay
Let me fix this
Please don't go away
And leave me down this abyss
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Random Poems
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