Oct 21, 2017 | Rating : | Written by Esme Paredes
Don't Read Count : 127

Category : Poems

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Don't cry when you find me in a puddle of red.
Don't mourn me when it was you who secretly wished I were dead.
Don't question my choice when I went to you crying and you just sat there as if you had no voice.
Don't act like our bond was "none like no other" when you clearly left me alone like all the others. 

                                     -esme

Comments

  • powerfully written for such a small poem. Thank you for sharing!

    Oct 21, 2017

  • Thank you Mark!

    Oct 21, 2017

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