I loved you until there was a threat
to forget
who I am
I loved you until
all bets
were off
I loved you until there was
a regret
that I let
myself be swallowed
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I have my patch of sky. I do... do I?
Daily poems. That little bit of light, longing to get out. When beautiful words are the only answer.
I have my patch of sky. I do... do I?
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