Your love is a lie that I will fall for every time, your hand holds and marigolds only bring me sadness in the end because this was a lie because it was one sided because you gave me flowers but I gave you my heart, ripped out of my chest it lay upon your doorstep you let it beat its last breath and let me go AND as I walk away you pick your favorite flower just like a favorite memory and lay it on my hearts grave and I wonder what you will do when you face my grave I wonder what flower you will let me hold in my cold dead hands AND I wonder if you'll feel the pain I only ever could explain
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Some Sad Thoughts
PoetryThis is dumb but I have a lot of "poetry" I've written and idk some ppl might like it, if you don't I'm sorry I wasted your time !🚨some could be triggering🚨!
