First Return

You told

You told me how you felt

And the red

Roses shed their petals

The tears of blood on eye of love

Comes to shed when times are rough

A taste of my low moments

Have come to visit me again

And I am so surprised that

You ever wanted to give me a chance in the first palce

Because you saw who I was

And where I was from

The only thing that

I saw in you was


About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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