Nothing lasts forever.
Not even the ones who promised forever
Specialy the ones who promised forever
A forever written with chalk
Rather than the blood of our hands
I would cry but I'm far too used to this
This emptiness that settles when they leave
And never return
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Layers [Poetry]
PuisiA collection of poems I write along the years (Still updating).
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