XVIII
fire...
Its been a long while
today would have marked an year
On a day like this there should be a smile
Instead the skies are grey with no cheer
Went from being your number one
To being your number far away
Realized your broken promises when you chose to run
You have no right...you're job was to stay
Maybe one day in the future
A lot will still remain unknown
A wound too deep a surgeon can't suture
Unimaginable pain down to the bone
Still waiting for your return
Beware...that fire won't always burn
3.27.19
11:48 pm
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