That cursed day
Is what I hate
I lost just everything
Going through that gate
Saving one
Who would have thought?
Would cost me something,
I would trade not
You were just a ghost
But I didn't know then
I tried to get to you
But you ran to them
They scared me
So terrified
They killed me
I was the sacrifice.
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flawed feelings
PoetryFlaw; -a fault or weakness -A mistake -Imperfect Every person's feelings are imperfect and so are mine. *Short poems* Started; May 6th'17 HR- #16 in poetry (23/8/17) ❤ #18 in poetry (22/8/17) #22 in poetry (21/8/17) #28 in poetry (4/8/17...
