It’s a
jarring
thoughtFor us
to be
caughtHolding
hands with
each otherI would
be terribly
fraughtTo think
of him
distraughtThat I was
now in love
with another
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
It’s a
jarring
thoughtFor us
to be
caughtHolding
hands with
each otherI would
be terribly
fraughtTo think
of him
distraughtThat I was
now in love
with another
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
Oh, nice twist. . .
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Thanks! That’s very kind of you…
I wasnt sure if I’d gone too overboard with the rhyme, but I was quite pleased with how it worked out in the end 👍🖤
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I know how you feel. I felt like that when I did a poem where you keep rhyming the same too sounds over and over again. But yours can out really nice.
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Aw, amazing thanks! 😁🖤
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