It's Over Poem by maya crisol
It's Over
It's over and i have nothing more to say
I've let go of what has been done...
everything we despised has gone away
we were more of God's disaster
Seasons will pass and i shall no longer
imagine your face nor remember
how i fought for the love i could have sworn
was heaven's last reward..i falter...
the last thing we could ever be..is together.
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8/28/2026 12:50:50 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Really good. Angry late night poem? Or just had to vent?