Facetiously

Whispers of a poet's heart

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Baby, I know you get angry

And say things you don’t mean

So, if you’re really going to go

I won’t hold you back, but

Just kiss my last breath away

Give me that as a last memory

But before you leave me here

Save me that pain and misery

We both know what will follow

Don’t make my heart bleed out

Don’t make me suffer forever

Don’t make my tears a river

Don’t make me beg for a mercy

That only makes me feel … unloved

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Poet of the Light © 2021

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