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poem for valentine's day. my first time doing this kind of poem. |
| Fragments of black hair strewn like silk thread across my sweater how many times did I say that your hair gets everywhere. It was too much to be kept clean. I wish I could still find those strands. the rose how beautifully it wilted. impatient to spend more of my time with you I, like the rose’s life wilted into oblivion Only to await what I had lost. |