Laughing With You

Sitting In the rain
High off of the ground in a tall tree
Aimlessly thinking of the pain
Trying to become free
My mind fades to you
There is no way you have moved on
Confused What? Where? When? Who?
I was simply your little pawn
But now you are in love
She is perfect and endearing
An angel sent from above
Upon her finger is your ring
Hers forever
Mine never

by Victoria Roy

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