A Conversation
The other day you told me all your woes.
I’m just want to let you know you are not alone.
For I to have been beaten by someone who claimed they hit me out of love.
But I’m here to tell you pain is not what love is made of.
They also told me they’d never do again.
I promise you that’s a lie my friend.
You need to get out of there as soon as it’s possible for you to.
Because if you don’t he’ll kill you.
And I know this for a fact.
For I’m you from future and I’m talk to you from your grave
because that is where we are at.
poem by Lore Me34
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