(s. s.)
It was a game of truth or dare, with his best friend girl.
"Truth, who do you love?" He asked.
"You. Jk JK."
She laughed, He laughed.
Plot twist;
She wasn't joking,
He didn't know.Two days later; his wedding day.
A suicide note, was all it took,
To let him know.She's dead,
He cries.What's the answer to all his questions?
Silence!
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Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]
PoetryA Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"