15: Infinite
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Through all the complexities of my emotions,
my entire core seeks your devotion.
We were both each other's favorite,
and promised infinite.
I yearned for things I pushed away. Sorry for letting you stray. Can we come stay?
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Letters to the purple sky (poems)
Poetryseries of melancholic unsaid thoughts that encapsulate the feelings that run through the mind of a lovelorn storyteller. the brain is a large place; which keeps what we think put together. oh, how lovely it is: if i only had a chance that once i wr...
