You wrote your heart upon my sleeve
With ink which never washes out
You promised you would never leave
Forever us—without a doubt
When did always end?
Where was that road's fork?
The writing on the wall has said
More to me than you ever had
Deciphered actions broken down
Wings become her home—she has flown
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With ink which never washes out
You promised you would never leave
Forever us—without a doubt
When did always end?
Where was that road's fork?
The writing on the wall has said
More to me than you ever had
Deciphered actions broken down
Wings become her home—she has flown
related link:
Trapped
<> As I was reading your poem, I started to think that this will be my daughter in just a few short months. Beautiful imagery.
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