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Poetry

I Wolf You.

You.

Who would have thought that I’d have met you?

Never in a million lifetimes did I dream

That you’d clear up my skies and fill it with only blue.

I’ll admit, it wasn’t always a spotless sky

But somehow, we ended up fine.

I never felt this way before, it felt natural with you and I wanted more.

But the clouds grew darker and pain intruded

I thought we’d make it but the storm took you away.

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by saiyarabist

18 year old ambitious procrastinator.
Psych major. Bookworm.


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