Gone With The Wind Read Count : 8

Category : Poems

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Here I sit under an old oak, thinking should I have spoke. Said the things I couldn't, now I can't let go. Haunted by your smile with every face I see, will i ever forget your memory. Lost in this moment I'll never forget, that time we first met. I was honest and open, with a broken heart, wanted to give it to you. Where do I start. Cant trust myself to be all in, last time it happened it was gone with the wind. moments that didnt last forever how can i forgive. You aren't my past but you'll be my last. I give up on love and what could have been. All that I have is gone with the wind.


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