• Alex Antally


all her love was wasted

or so she thought.

her lips once tasted,

now have a blank spot.

old faces related

to her present love knot.

there was no way making this right,

or so she thought.

all her love was wasted

until he came along.

- Alex Antally 🌸

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She wrote about you, on every bus stop she came across, on the subway somewhere in downtown Manhattan, on top of the Empire State Building, on that sidewalk in Queens, she wrote about you, wishing you

No ending

we have no ending You and I even with a said goodbye our wounds keep mending until we break each others hearts I wonder why for all my life we do this every time - Alex Antally 🌸


she texted again yet another early morning nobody needed a warning it was for attention with bad intention getting herself involved in a situation she didn’t even need to be apart of a poem she doesn’

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