I know how it ends.
Your lips touch mine and the world becomes ours,
little do i know,
it's all pretend.
I dove too deep before learning how
to swim.
Im drowning and the lights go dim.
Atleast i know how it ends.
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Speaking Silence
PoetrySee inside my head. These are the things I never really said.