Park benchA Poem by ThisismythearpyWhen someone told me about a traumatic experience while we were watching the lake on a park bench. It's a very sad and deep thing to me.Deepest darkest secrets Told on a park bench Your crying eyes To clear the lies You had told everyone You came out to me With vague honesty About what happened I accepted you Because I knew there was nothing you could do When everyone left I could have left you on that bench Decided to not have a part However you had won my heart I still love you to this day I just wish you had stayed Like I did © 2017 Thisismythearpy |
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1 Review Added on June 22, 2017 Last Updated on June 23, 2017 AuthorThisismythearpyKingston, TNAboutHello, my name is Chris. I just post the stuff I wrote in my notebook when I ran away home a little while ago when trying to run away from depression, ptsd, and what all caused it all. I'm dead inside.. more..Writing
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