At Least We Loved Each OtherA Poem by Dana Ferguson
You made me feel,
I miss it. Those days with you were toxic. He is not you, and we don't love. Is he or you the one? Holding hands with him, but in my mind with you. I hold two guns and play a losing game, of Russian roulette with my heart. But if I break like cheap old glass, I know I can say this. At least we loved each other.
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2 Reviews Added on November 22, 2015 Last Updated on November 22, 2015 AuthorDana FergusonTXAboutIf you've come to my page to read some of my poems, thank you so much, it means the world to me. I love to write in my own special style and I love being able to show it to others. If you don't enjoy .. more..Writing
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