You started to love me less,
Which got us both into this mess,
You believed we could,
But it burned like wood,
Breaking my soul,
Buried me alive in a deep hole,
While you walked off,
Because I was just the cutoff.
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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
