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Answer the questions that lurk in my mind every night,
Why did you enter my life when you weren't meant to stay?
Why did you tell me you loved me when I was just a play?
Why did you make promises you knew
you will once break?
was I just a game?
Did my feelings matter to you in any way?
—Bea Wavy
July 4th, 2020 11:58 pm
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Noctuary
PoetryNoctuary~ The record of a single nights events, thoughts, or dreams. A nightly journal ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ So some poems may seem confusing because this is my Noctuary. My though...
