In this life or the next
In this life or the next
I see you in my dreams,
Oh so real it seems,
I touch your face,
You still look the same.
Your cheeky grin,
Beautiful eyes.
You have such a kind face,
Matches your kind heart.
Oh why was I so unsmart?
I pushed you away,
As far as I could,
For I was not ready for something so deep,
Even though I can see now, you were the...
Wednesday 5th April 2017 10:10 pm
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