It's almost like abandonment
Except I left you sitting there
On that wooden countertop
As I walked out those doors and into the day
I left you all alone
What should we do with your ashes?
Throw them in the garden?
If only you were here to answer
-11:40 PM
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Seasons- Poetry
PoetryOriginal poetry By me "You've always meant something to me, I just don't know what that is yet." --May 31st, 2023, 10:03 AM . Credit to cover photo photographer . Tws sexual assault gender dysphoria death suicide abuse . This is for Marceline & Marc...
