We can
leave
together,
He
said,
I promise
I’ll look
after you.
When
will you
grow up,
She
said,
You poor
misguided
fool.
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
We can
leave
together,
He
said,
I promise
I’ll look
after you.
When
will you
grow up,
She
said,
You poor
misguided
fool.
Holy wow! The beginning of the poem was going to a great start.
Then the ending was out of the blue and unexpected.
Man, I love your poem and I’m going to start to read more. 🙂
P.S I’m currently now following your page. 🙂
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Haha! I do have a bit of a tendency to do that! 😉
My words aren’t always for the faint hearted!
I am nowhere near your league of cunning linguistics – but feel free to read away… 😁
I look forward to doing the same with your page too! 👍🖤
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I can deeply relate to dark themes in poetry. Your work has been catching my interest. 🙂
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Thank you!
High praise indeed from an esteemed wordsmith such as yourself! 👍🖤
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You are very welcome. 🙂
Bless you so much my new friend. 🙂
Here’s a cool song for you.
Professional Griefers – Deadmau5 feat. Gerard Way – Lyrics!
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I’ll check it out, thanks! ☺️🖤
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Hope you enjoyed the music. 🙂
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I had great fun listening, thanks!
👍🖤
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🙂
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Facts
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Totally! 🖤
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