Tuesday, 1 October 2024

My love

 Did I make you an irreparable hurt, my love?
Will you ever find enough solace 
To take away the pain
Will you find in you the understanding 
And greater love under all the wreckage
That I made?
Truth be said, my heart, my lovely,
I have walked belly flat on the concrete
Dragging everyday my guilt and sorrow
Will you still love me ever tomorrow?

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