Don't give me a bouquet of pale purple promises, give me something that lasts. Don't let me wilt away as time tries to fade and decay my existence in your mind. Give me a space, a spot, or a spare seat in your memory. Give me a small place where I may sit contently knowing that it's me you still remember.
I love this.
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Thank you!!!
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Great poem!
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Thank you AC 🖤
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What a beautiful, meaningful poem 🙂
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Thank you 🖤🖤
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