I don't want to be your beginning or middle because
I'm always going to be your end
Til death does our past
We'll split in the middle
and meet in the ending
By then, you'll know what had always lied ahead
just as we meet again
Hand in hand, heart to heart
our lives truly never grew apart
only got closer
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My Night-time Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poems at night when I'm feeling too inspired to sleep, so this is my poem dump for when I can't sleep at 04:07 AM on a saturday. Please enjoy, and keep in mind this is just a side night hobby of mine, not perfect or professional in...
