This time,
black arrows took its aim;
Once pure, once loved, and never the same.
This time,
no one is to be blamed;
Eyes open; arms out wide. Of all love remains.
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5 AM Thoughts
Poesiasometimes unspoken. sometimes unheard. ˬ ͜ ˬ start: May 20, 2020 end: July 24, 2020 ˬ ͜ ˬ take time to read... thank you! ♡ ˬ ͜ ˬ credits to Matt Gaser for d lovely forest sunset picture i used in d cover ♡
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This time,
black arrows took its aim;
Once pure, once loved, and never the same.
This time,
no one is to be blamed;
Eyes open; arms out wide. Of all love remains.
