Why isn’t
it me,
she asks,Why can’t
it be us?For I
already
love another,
he says,As her
dreams
crumble
to dust.
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Why isn’t
it me,
she asks,Why can’t
it be us?For I
already
love another,
he says,As her
dreams
crumble
to dust.
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
My current status lol
Beautifully written though 😍😍😍
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Aw thanks! Hope your current status resolves without too much heartache. Then again, heartache can be good inspiration though 😉🖤
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Exactly! I wrote something interesting yesterday inspired by the things I’m feeling. 💙💙
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Glad to hear it! 👍 About the writing that is … not the heartache 🖤
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💙💙💙
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