these wounds,
they cry for you.
life is draining
and I'm straining,
but I know I'll see you soon.
I will not
fight our fate.
come back for me,
but as you see,
you are too late.
this love
is unrequited.
spiraling down,
hitting the ground.
are you still undecided?
and now I
have died for you,
and you can't save me.
who could blame me?
what else was I to do?
goodbye,
my faithful friend,
and once I slip away,
pull me close to you and say
this is the end.
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Author:
๐ฆเพเฝฒโ๐ช๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฆเพเฝฒ (
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- Published: August 11th, 2025 06:54
- Comment from author about the poem: in loving memory of those we cannot bring back, try as we may. especially, for you, you have my heart.
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 4
Comments1
A fond farewell to those we wished were still here with us. A lovely write
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