Lost Love
I miss...what? No, I'm fine. Can I touch...haha I'm better off without
Her lips, how I wish to kiss, lost it all when I fell down the aby...Stop. It's Over
And over I think where did I go wrong, maybe it's just another sad love song so I sit back while I smoke this green bong...Bing. Don't think. Ignore it, you got this.
Show her you're ok without... Her?
*sigh* But what if I'm not.
Seems like the love became rot-
Ten agonizing seconds, excruciating waiting, waiting, love is fading, fading, no more labeling, dating, debating.
Can't believe I lost...her.
This poem is about:
Me
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