Return To Sender
Where does my love land, if it does not reach you…
Where does it go…
Does it wither or turn blue…
Does it live…
What can hold something so few…
What can such singular love mean…
Who would return warm love to the palest hue…
Who can ever love such an empty heart…
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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