Warm tears fell
As rivers flow
While this heart calls
For peace below
Time was an enemy
In our eyes
Who changed me
Too late to realize
That our beginning
Was our end
So no more hurting
These wounds must
Mend.
None of us are to blame for what happened between us. Only fate can make accusations.
*Picture from Pinterest*
©aishaadamspoetry
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