The cure.A Poem by Ashley West
I remember feeling secure.
And I was sure. But It was all just a lure. A lure to reel me in. He's just a blur. We're just a blur. Of what we were. His heart was my cure. So now I'm not sure. Where's my cure? Can I lure you in? © 2016 Ashley West |
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Added on July 1, 2016 Last Updated on July 1, 2016 |