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In Your Well


You promised me love

But put me in a well instead.

 

I thought I was special.

Special enough to keep hidden

In your well,

While you lived out your love

For another,

I stayed in love with your ghost (a spell?).

 

You fed me dreams and hopes

Three times a day,

And three times a day you did like me.

And it felt great to be given 

the time of day.

 

You inspired me greatly,

Rejuvenated my river's flow.

You were magical indeed

How I'll miss the way

you helped things grow.

 

Even though you weren't real,

And as difficult as my sadness has been to expel,

I won't forget the dreams and adventures

you gave me in your well.

 

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I'm an Artist that needs money. I write poems sometimes and respond to my own tweets during Mercury Retrogrades. I'm obsessed with astrology (if you think it's a pseudoscience I really don't care). I'm an Alien that strives to be its best Self everyday.

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