What I have given
is all
but a happy ending.
What I have given away
is all
but a whole heart.
Find you
was the best thing
a girl
could fnd.
Searching
through
empty thoughts and heartless figures,
losing myself
in the burning
of old notes.
Finding you
in a pile of ash
of
what was
and what is given
Hold my hand,
kiss my cheek.
Come along let us fly to heaven
together.
A contest entry
- Happiness...(Options Contest) by RunningWithScissors.
700 points, ended May 14, 17 entries
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