Empty Handed
- laurentrbr
- Apr 13, 2021
- 1 min read
You leave me empty.
Tugging on the strings of my intellect.
Falling in love with a white picket fence.
That's not me darling.
No one buys your attempted pretense.
Reach out to take my hand.
Feel the emptiness in your plan.
Oh, I love you.
But I'll never trust that again.
-LaurenAshley
© LTarabori92
4/5/21
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