Sunday Morning

A poem

By Mel GPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

I began writing

"I wish someone

Anyone

Could accept my life love"

And I can't decide

Which I meant

heartbreak Free Verse

About the Creator

Mel G

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ReadShakurr2 years ago
Lovely piece

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