Pieces Poem by Crimson Love
Pieces
We proceeded into forever,
slowly consuming each-other;
a heart for a heart,
one whole,
the other...significantly less.
I have nothing to give her but pieces....
a heart to sharp to hold.
yet she takes it.
She holds it within parted fingers,
and open palms.
The last and final bits I've given.
I am gone.
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4/19/2024 5:50:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is a good poem i love how your words fit the poem, i think you are a very good writer and you should continue writing poems cuz you are so good at it,