REMEMBER; NOT ALL PEOTRY HAS TO RHYME!!
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I had a dream last night.
It was quite strange, but I don't know.
The dream was about you.
You were in a nice long black dress.
I was in the same one, but it was ripped up.
I saw the scissors in your hand.
You ruined my dress.
It hurt, but I didn't care.
You looked beautiful.
You were perfect.
I loved you no matter what you did.
My crimson tinted glasses were soon ripped off.
Why did you do that?
Why did you hurt me?
I loved you.
You hated me.
I woke up soon after.
I was laying next to you.
I stared down at you in fear.
I stood up.
I decided I was done.
By the time you hear this, I will be gone.
I'm not sorry, you were rude.
I'm done.
I hope I don't see you again.
We might meet again in the other life, my love.
