My smile is soft
A perilous glow
You hugged me
And I never let go
Then we broke apart
You talked to me no longer
I was growing weak
While you were growing stronger
I stood up on the chair
A knot, then a tug
Dangling from the ceiling
All because I didnt get a hug.
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Sad Is For The Lovely
PoesiaDisclaimer: picture on the cover is not mine. A book consisting of the poems I wrote. Warning: depression, self harm, love, and other sensitive topics involved
