We sat underneath the willow trees
Leaves fall around us and the grass sways in the wind
My eyes were closed as I relaxed for the first time ever
She turned to look at me and sighed as she said,
“I’m sorry”
The demon laughed from behind the tree on the far side of the lake
“It’s a start but you’ll never truly be forgiven”
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Poetry And Other Things
PoesiaA collection of poems and other stuff that I've written. Some sad, happy, or just fun.
