My green was my only.
He was my first,
and he was my everything.
He gave me the world,
helped me to see it in a new light.
Everything I gained
is worth more than what I lost.
My green was my only,
and now
he's not even mine.
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Poetry
PoetryAn accumulation of poems written throughout my life, and shorts that I'm not sure qualify as poems.
