We had this quarrel
For almost weeks
Never said a word
Yet here you speak
It was then
You looked at me
All was silent
With you in front of me
I was in blue
But it faded, now I'm happy
For times I did waited
For that sorry
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The Poets Journal
Poetrylyrics are stories that make up a song either full of love or blues are shown so is our life of various tones artistic symbols written in a poem (stories and thoughts/random) Updates 5 poems a week
