Drafts
You vowed to stay but then you'd run.
You vowed not to let go of my hand,
You vowed to endure every pain and still smile even if we can't have fun.
You vowed not to leave...
but you're already gone.
Friday, September 6, 2019 ▪️ 12:28 AM
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Smile, Cry, Die
Poetry"How can you save a splitting relationship when you can't even save yourself? " I'm Dane and this are the words I couldn't dare to shout. The words of pain that I couldn't precipitate. The metaphors I couldn't dare to speak... Would you listen? ...
