I would like you to be my last poem
Of all the words I have
I am speaking only one
Unspoken word
It could be the oath
Or the most childish lie
The rest dully bounce
Against the walls of uncertainty
I would like you to be my last poem
I would like you to be my last poem
Of all the words I have
I am speaking only one
Unspoken word
It could be the oath
Or the most childish lie
The rest dully bounce
Against the walls of uncertainty
I would like you to be my last poem
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