Left Poem by Hidden Red

Left



Maybe if you knew,
Maybe if you cared,
To hear my story,
To shed my tears,
To fight away my darkest fears,
I'd wait.

But not anymore,
You're light at the end of the tunnel is dimming,
And the string you're hanging on is thinning.
It snapped when you walked out.
Now,
come back.

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