If the world were ending,
Would you remember our morse code?
If the world do us apart,
Will you remember our morse code?
If your memories were snatched away,
Would you still remember our morse code?
The morse code that you're unaware of up till today.
If you were forced to forget the bane of your existence,
Would you still remember our morse code?
The lines of ecstasy, the dots as certain as my delusional love,
Would you remember our morse code?
If I blinked at you like the thousand times I've practiced,
Would you really remember me?
Or would I be left here,
My world changing with every blink-
If you never remember our morse code?
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𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚)
Poetry"𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘺𝘦 ; 𝘛𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘺 ; 𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘺"