Saturday, October 12, 2019

Poetry #78

"I promise
you I'll
come back,"
he promised.
But it
was just
a lie.

He never
knew later
on in
the corner
of a
street death
awaited him.

She smiled.
She knew
he will
never lie
to her.

And so
she wore
that mask.

She was
happy to
have met
her beloved.

They hugged
and kissed
for one
last time.

For tomorrow
and hereafter
they will
see each
other nevermore.

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