The Riddle - Poem by Emmy Josphine
You can 'not' do this..
leave me alone..hanging by a thread
Who is this? This is not me.
I am supposed to be strong.
How did you do this?
Made me involved, made me addicted..
This doesn't make sense. I fell.
You revived my heart
Then you buried it.
Silly and naive
That was me.
I am emptied.
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