A Poem That Rhymes and Charles Bukowski Would Hate

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Hey, Tianna again. Breaking up is hard to do even if it's best for you.

Submitted: July 21, 2018

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I’m coming up for air and I can almost breathe
There’s no air or care left inside of me
You were water and I was light
But the sun goes down every night
And sometimes the moon will disappear
Just like you;
Out of reach or nowhere near.


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