The things we love
Aren't allowed
In a hell
With us.
That
My dear
Is what makes it
Hell.
- Him
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I Told Him (Wattys 2014)
PoetryShe told him not to do it but he took his life anyway. Told in free-verse poetry with sparse limerick/rhyming qualities, you don't know their names, but you'll forever remember their story. #Wattys2014
Him
The things we love
Aren't allowed
In a hell
With us.
That
My dear
Is what makes it
Hell.
- Him
