With them gone,
I can turn to you.
Hoping to hop into your arms,
Whisper secrets that only the world knows.You said you could love me,
But you taught me,
Loving was easy,
So was leaving.
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Up Here We Drown.- A Collection
PoetryA collection of late night thoughts covered with meaningless metaphors.
Some Kind Of Love
With them gone,
I can turn to you.
Hoping to hop into your arms,
Whisper secrets that only the world knows.You said you could love me,
But you taught me,
Loving was easy,
So was leaving.