Each word

Felt like grenades

Thrown from lips

Causing damage

 

Love never left

But respect faded

Thought we were blessed

Then distance invaded

 

Everything

We ever loved

For tears bring

Prayer’s from above.

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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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