My Poetry
Then this happened
Last breath
Got up
Ladder one more
The roof became
To be dead where I
Was the wall
The way to go
Clipping it now
Was wrapped up
On throat, on eyes
You were quick
You went
The sky tells, the roof
Call me
Sometimes, someone was between us
We do not think
Say now
Was it cheating or
Something else and
The last breath
Stopped.
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