She said she'd never leave me,
that I was hers and she was mine,
that we would be forever
in the chaos of the world entwined.
She said she'd always be there,
that our souls would be as one
and now it seems forever's past
and our journey's done.
But I cannot be bitter,
there's no anger here to see,
for as much as she has lied,
I have lied far more than she.
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Gemynd, a collection
PoetryA collection of poetry highlighting a variety of poetic forms and celebrating the illusion and memories of love and loss, of hope and desire, of beauty and perception. A journey through the eyes and heart of a poet through a landscape of dreams.
