I thought you loved me,
I thought you cared,
You told me you'd always be there.
But time has passed and you aren't even in sight,
I should have known all along that my friends were right.
But right now, I'm in flight and you're still on the ground.
I'm sure your thoughts are spinning round and round.
"What have I done to deserve this?"
"What do I do now?"
Too bad it's hard to think when you're six feet under ground.
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Short Story / Historical Fiction
Poem / Poetry
Miscellaneous / Editorial and Opinion
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