Poems

No use

Driving the wedge between us

no matter how hard we try

Our distance is chilling 

Even a polar bear would agree

no use in stopping it

what will be, will be

we both knew this is not a fairy tale

It never truly was

No, future lays between us

Not even from the start 

lets just call the imaginary death

And suffer no more

beep. . .beep. . .

and it’s dead

Whatever this was 

 

 

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