Melissa Morgan Poems

I look at the card, sat in front of me,
and the rain falls hard, and I can't see,
the wind it howls, and leaves rustle,
and the fowl, crawl deep and nustle,
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I gave you my love and you left me,
didn't worry what if or what could be,
just laid your arms around my soul,
and pierced your lips to end this toll,
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Life is hard,
and cuts are deep,
we are scarred,
from loves own keep,
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