when will we meet?
will it be down the street?
or in a week?
maybe you'll be my great feat
or my ultimate defeat.
in times of bleak
will you still meet
me in
the spot where we first met
and I took my final breath
and began to breathe
for the both of us
ayyy sorry if this is shit I haven't written poetry in a while. I guess we grow as poets together
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