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“Trinkets of borrowed loves. Trunks of secret words, I CRY.” By MAYA ANGELOU


Staring at our broken Trinkets

I’ve become something of

Nothing more than memories borrowed

From your past loves.

Our memories hidden in your trunks

You’ve become something of

A secret

Nothing but whispers of uttered words

I thought it was you and I

But instead you made me cry



“love is a place & through this place of love move” By E.E. CUMMINGS

I was in love

She is

She was a

Galaxy inside a single place


Although we rushed it through

“I miss this”

I miss the place

That we were in of

Happiness and oblivion and love

But on we move



“and if I were to say I love you” By Maureen N. McLane

I saw you there and

I thought that maybe if

You and I

If you were

To stay to

Care enough to say

That if I

Could have your Love

I could love you


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