Dear god,
Give me him back.
But somehow, I know you won't.
You're more selfish than any human,
You take all of the good things, and give the rest to the devil.
What's left for us?
We scrape together whatever we can
From the world you created and threw us into,
Like a collection of discarded rag dolls.
Why would you return one of your best angels,
Just because I asked?
Because.
I love him, he's like a brother to me.
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-You took him too soon. Give Michael back, you dick.
-Mel🖤
YOU ARE READING
Shades of the heart
PoetryThis is my second poem book. The first one started off with really bad poems but got gradually better, but by then people hated my poems and deleted the book from their library, lol. The first book is called shades of the mind.
