Poems from introspectivebeet
It’s around 4 am
And it’s not fair
That I’m crying
And hating myself
With a stupid blade in my hands
While you think thoughts
And dream of...
Your voice is the
Song that repeats
Every night
In my head.
As is your name.
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I hope
That a day will come
When I don’t have
To say goodbye,
Only
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It was way after
11:11,
But still,
I was thinking of you.
Because you never
Ever
Ever
Leave my mind.
I saw you
Tonight
In the stars.
Twinkling
As you cry,
Shining
Like your eyes.
You are love.