her love for him was like a rainbow;
as vibrant,
beautiful,
and expressive it was,
it somehow came
to an unexpected end;
as do all good things
that we cherish
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sour hearts catered by hopeful souls | editing!
Poetryshe was a burned soul; inflamed by your euphoric lies believing that if she never told, she'd forget your soundless goodbye ▪▪ - LITTLE TO NO EDITING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE GRAMMAR CORRECTIONS - | lowercase & no periods intended |
