Why didn’t you tell me
How hard it would be To pick up the pieces Of your broken heart And kiss it like it was never kissed before Even as it slips and falls to the ground I am still there with my mouth wide open Lips smacking ready to be had But your heart is long gone Why didn’t you tell me How hard it would be To be left here alone With my mouth wide open Waiting for a kiss.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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