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Dedicated to the stranger

  • Writer: Polly Kovalsky
    Polly Kovalsky
  • Apr 8, 2020
  • 1 min read

I looked at you and felt

It's our last time we talking

face to face

I hope you gonna miss me too.

Coz holding onto you

was like finding grace.


That night I shouldn't grab your hand

And lean onto your back.

This closer seemed like wonderland,

Only ever after

the feelings start to crack.


Time flies, never stand still.

Sometimes I think of you,

when I'm lonely, still.

Never trust no one.

No, sir, not any one.

They only want to sleal your soul

Biting piece by piece And yet, wouldn't it be nice

if memory could freeze These lines are to the stranger

which mean completely nothing.


 
 
 

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