Somehow
She looked at me while she giggled a light-hearted laugh
It rang out like a wind chime till cut in half
She looked to the side and made a face that shook me
I decided to escape and grab a cup of tea
To calm my nerves I turned on a tune
But, somehow it made me blue
I remember her sitting by a tree
Covered with the ants that loved me
I loved her more than I love myself
And yet she make me question my health
I hate to remember her at that time
Better to leave her life behind
I will move on one day
She will somehow be okay
This poem is about:
Me
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