K Squad
The letter K is still hereunto haunting my own aching heart:
One died; one starves; one grieves; one ignores; one texts; one goes hardly seen.
Sadly, the memories of my first love haunt me most of all.
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(Note: The "ones" are my cousins with K names. The last line is about my only ex-partner.)
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2023
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