WreckedA Poem by Faith Almazan
When I get emotional
you say that I do wreck things. But if I do not talk to you the distance it is threatening us we were so good before. Now it's over and I'm sure that we will never love again. Your birthday was the perfect end. You ditched me I had planned the day for weeks I asked you "Are you free?" I'm mad I'm sad I'm hurt you see? But I cannot tell you things. You say I wreck it when I cry. My love, my heart, I say goodbye.
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Added on March 6, 2023 Last Updated on March 6, 2023 AuthorFaith AlmazanVancouver, CanadaAboutThese are a collection of my poems that I've written. more..Writing
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