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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Relationship · #1935119
Regret over a brief illicit relationship
After Ours

After ours,
No others have arisen.
What we did,
It cannot be forgiven.
And what we had,
We know should not have been.

Now that time has passed.
And leaves have fallen dark and brown.
We open our eyes,
We peel back the layers beneath the light.
We expose legs and arms entwined, alarmed.
And lies shared only at night.

Unrecognizable as anything more,
It was just a feeble attempt at something amiss.
This thing we’ve had that can’t be had.
This thing’s not good and not on a list.
After ours,
No others can exist.
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