Waiting for you is torture; destroying my heart piece by severed piece.
As each passing day goes by, a part of me goes too
In hopes that it will find you, and bring you back to me.
Til forever ends forever, my love will never die, even
If you never come, or change your mind or say good bye.
Never will I give up on you, so please never, ever
Give up on me.
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Tristful Beauty
PoetryA few pretty poems, painted with moonlight and brushed with midnight tears.
