Here is a poem I hope you all enjoy.
We were the history that everyone read
She ended our love like true blood is red
At times I test her love for me and her
She leaves blank: a writers blinking cursor
I lay awake, I cannot sleep this night
I toss and turn tis is and every night
My time she request ”tis is every time
Resist; I scream I break most every time
I can’t release this potion flow in my veins
I fear every word I write ”tis is her lovely name.
I cannot see the words I write
I see her name; what’s right is right.
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