She may not be able to be with him,
But he is all that is in her dreams,
Kissing him in lights so dim,
Now a failure is all she seems,
She wants to go back to the past,
She will forever keep the tattoos,
Reminding her they didn't last,
Losing him has left more than a bruise,
She lost what made her smile,
She lost what made her happy,
Because losing him is her exile.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
