Thursday, 25 August 2022
Hailey
Do we keep or burn,
love we thought would last,
a flame that could not turn,
I can demand anything,
now it's gone, passed,
but what would that mean,
some things don't seem fair,
maybe not enough to crash,
a circle through a square,
now she’s gone it’s raining,
bitter songs of our collapse,
I couldn’t see it coming,
if you take by words shared,
they might provide a map,
within this salt filled air,
all I did was bring,
stuff to make her laugh,
except now there’s nothing,
I didn’t think of that.
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