New WindowsA Poem by Emmy
You returned!
All to late, your name in front of me again. But do I open the door? What do I have to lose if I already have nothing? You say I can only gain. You're right. I can gain that great loss again. When you left you slammed the door. So hard it shattered the windows. They've only just been replaced. I don't want to step on broken glass again. I can't afford new windows. Maybe it's best you returned. Now you can collect your things.
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StatsAuthorEmmyNew York, NYAboutI'm 19. My poems aren't very long. I write sporadically. Also I often leave reviews when I'm drunk, my apologies for any spelling/grammar errors. more..Writing
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