Poem #27| So Be It

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She was a delusional mess, enchanted
by the pages of a dream, she couldn't

escape because she was loving
The way his fingers ran through
her hair and his lips touched ever part of her soul
He loved her, She loved him
She didn't want to leave, and so
fuckin be it
She would stay in this fantasy world
Until her last dying breath, entangled In the arms of the man she couldn't
Live without

Written By: Teha Brown aka WILTEDROSE313

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