![]() As It Was Meant To Beby Dep | |
Poetry Main | By Date | Alphabetically | By Author Alone here on the eve of a new year
My tears drip onto the page
Forgive me
Love will die tonight
Not strong, but weak
So farewell my believers
Nothing left for me |
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