Time and time again,
We make the same mistakes.
But mistakes are nothing but
A devilish name.
Time and time again,
We chant the same rhyme,
The same rhyme we recite
While we say our last goodbyes.
Time and time again,
We're left with nothing
Nothing but the last words
That left our lips,
and our very last kiss.
And time and time again,
I'll be missing you,
Until the cycle begins again.
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Poems, Sweet Nothings.
PoetryA collection of sloppily put together poems that I make in a form of venting. Enjoy. -- most of them aren't written in the correct form poems should be, i tend to avoid it.
