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P.S. I love you

By Daniel KPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

sitting in this cell

isolated with run dry pens and

love letters galore

envelopes blank with

no knowledge of your new address

coexisting with you in the

edge of memory

heartbreak love poems nature poetry sad poetry surreal poetry

About the Creator

Daniel K

I write love poems about the girl who has a hold over my heart and my life in such a way that neither are my own anymore. The girl I would choose over and over and over again. I love her, and that is the beginning and end of everything.

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P.S. I love you

About the Creator

Daniel K

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