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Name' sake

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2 years ago. April 17, 2022 at 8:47 PM

The ripped raw,

Un-edited version of me ~

Bleeds

For the unplanted seeds.

Beloved

Dear beloved

Im sorry I couldn't be,

All that you ever need 

I tried so hard to be.

I cry still,

A lonely chill.

The empty swing,

Still sings ~

The song

Of broken dreams.

But you know of me,

Dont you?

You feel me

In you.

 

 

 

 

Naya - Thank you for reminding me how much I LOVE The Fray, and your poetry!

❤️
2 years ago
Jack in the box -
You are indeed welcome Ms Naya ⚘
And thank you ☺
2 years ago
Jack in the box -
I once knew a boy, I was friends with the family. He was the same age as my son. His parents were always hard on him, always harsh. Critical.
One day he met his saving grace, a girl that promised that she loved him for who he was.
One day she broke up with him . . . .
2 years ago

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