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Every verse I wrote
got words of your
it's not an applause
just the pain you've caused.

You befriended gleamy crowd
since you've left my town
I couldn't notice a single frown
whilst setting fire to my ground.

Do you think it after all?
all the things that we've lost
I'm still keen to pay for the cost
if you ever choose to come for a walk.

Seated solely through entire nocturne
aware that I'm so far dead and forgotten
easing my core which is rotten
putting you in my every quatern.
-@ehhhNerd

Poetry by @ehhhNerdWhere stories live. Discover now