Where do we stand
Does your diary still know me as your best friend?
Do parts of me live in you and
I need to see me through your lens
I want to be together til the end.
Where do we stand?
Am I your favourite ex
Am I one who knew you best
Or
I was the one you cared for less?
Where do we stand
You're like the weather
You're hot; you're cold
These charades are getting old..
Tsun tsun
Dere-py would be grand
And yet. I'd still have no foothold.
Asking:
Where do we stand?
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Poems Penned Precisely by Me
PoetryA collection of poems or just general pieces of literature that rhyme. No theme to most of them tbh
