Would you stop me if I was leaving
Would you cry out for me to bring you with me
Can you bear the weight of a soul that's grown cold
If I went back to where it all went wrong
You would look me in the face
And turn the other way
This is not a love song
This a swan song
A farewell
A pathetic denouement
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I try to look up to the stars when I feel lost, and I am very lost
PoetryA collection of mostly sad poems Most of these are raw and unrefined One take or they don't make the grade Usually birthed after 2am
