Broken dreams, a love that never grew,
Memories of what could have been,
Left with only tears, I try to ensue.
The laughter that once echoed now feels blue,
Replaced with silence, alone, within,
Broken dreams, a love that never grew.
The pain it brings, it cuts so deep inside,
Memories of love, a constant win,
Left with only tears, I try to ensue.
The love that once was, now just a side,
Washing away, leaving me in spin,
Broken dreams, a love that never grew.
So I'll pick up the pieces, try to stride,
The waves of pain, find a love that's kin,
Left with only hope, no longer to hide.
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Angelina w. (Poet)
Poet, wordsmith, and dreamer. Crafting verses that delve into the human experience, exploring love, loss, and the beauty of life.
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