ALL

I am replaceable but My Love and memories won't leave

Do you know why?

My all is what I gave before it went sour!

I am replaceable but My all and Love were blameless,

After all, My skin got torn on amendment.

I write from the deepest ream of My heart

Where words pump for Peace, Love, and Echos.

I give My all for Peace and Love. 

My all is Pure and Cure with less flaws when it's ripe to Recall

Here are words that will continue whispering to your spirit and soul.

As All whoop at it's drop

©? Laurethe
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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