Three more years
I wished to have you here
I was four when you left
My little eyes didn't tear
Back then you had seven
Years of you being unknown
Only a child wanting a connection
That could never be shown
When I was eleven
You returned and it felt like heaven
Trying to rekindle an old connection
And I only wanted everlasting affection
Three long years
Without having to dry my own tears
Because I had a connection
That I built without fear
But there will be thirteen months
Where I need to dry my own eyes
I will need to put on my next disguise
Because you decided to be unwise
Right when my paternal connection decided to arise
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The Black Rose
PoetryJust some poems that I've wrote myself😊The first chapter has a better description🙂
