Bated breath, wasted air
You caught me in a snare.
Pretty words, that's all you know
You said that you wouldn't go.
Now you're gone, you left me alone
I am dissolving just like the ozone.
Sugar cookies, Christmas day
The one you picked to go away.
Petty silences, vicious words
Our relationship went to the birds.
Time passes, wounds heal
Memories of you seem surreal.
Three months later, I'm still here
But this time I don't miss you, dear.
You said goodbye, I did too...
Rose-coloured glasses lost their hue.
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Poetry Collection
PoetryOkay, guys. So - I just wanted to let you know that some of this poetry is going to include foul language. Not all, but some. Some of them are also pretty dark. Consider yourself warned! :)
