Ropes Posted byJessDecember 22, 2021Posted inFree-VerseTags:apart, bittersweet, fate, Free-Verse, friends, growing up, life, poem, poetry, relationships, ropes, together Though you and I used to laugh and cry together in homemade tents of crinkled eyes and tilted lips, the ropes of fate unravelled, pulling us farther apart unconsciously. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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