Dying Poem by Layla Norman
Dying
Rating: ★4.8
You tell me you love me
but you pull away
you don't realize it kills me
slowly each day
You hold my hand
but you turn your head
and you think this helps
but i'm already dead
As this goes on
and again my heart breaks
i pretend it's not so
with all that it takes
I pretend that you love me
as i love you
but i'll continue to die
until this comes true.
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4/23/2024 3:56:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Now thats how you reveal your depth of passion. YES>! Beau Golden