I can tell you miss what it was,
I can tell you want to hear me say I do too,
but
I can't promise you anything anymore.
I've found a new purpose.
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Untitled Poetry
PoetryNothing but a bit of random poetry in the form of jumbled thoughts.
Thirteen
I can tell you miss what it was,
I can tell you want to hear me say I do too,
but
I can't promise you anything anymore.
I've found a new purpose.
