When you see the old path,Our stories we made,The red cherry lipstick,The gift that you made,The tattoo of my name,On your back,The drawing near your waist. When you pass the benches,Between the birch trees,We swing there together it seems,You wear that favorite jacket,The gift I gave on our anniversary,But now it’s just a broken mirrorContinue reading “The Old Spot”
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The Moon
Dawn has set,Cold wind is starting,Tears are falling,While the Moon is looking. Problems,Stuck in my head,People leaving,I’m the last staying. No person to tell,Everyone left,All they respond,‘You are just overreacting’ Riding a swing tonight,While no one is around,The stars shining,Leading me to a light. Looking back,Leaving for now,Thanking the Moon for listening,Now I’m out ofContinue reading “The Moon”
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