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Do you know what that word means?
That it wasn't long-lasting
Fleeting is a better word
It describes us more
Either way, I'm sick of lying today
I need to tell you the truth
Spill it out
Let you know
That your still my home
Your arms are branches,
That spread around me
And keep me safe
They secure me, hold me tight
This feels nice
So warm, so right
I think about it every night
Just your arms
Wrapping around me,
protecting me
What else would I ever need?
But that's the issue
I can't have you,
We didn't last long
And it was my fault
That's why it feels so wrong
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YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThis is a book for poetry that I have written, some will be happy, others sad. Either way, I hope you enjoy it.
