It’s 1:47
18
Another 31 days
The weight grows lighter
the light beckons brighter
the house is roomier now
shedding empty possessions
keeping only my love for you
because it is the only thing I want to have left in
18.
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You have a great gift for poetry.
I’m sad for your hurting heart. 😔
me too,but not for very much longer.
Beautiful poem, you have a talent for writing really lovely words. xx
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thank you!
Beautiful poem my friend