Saw you there on the weekend,
Entering to the crowd I was laughing with,
And trust me that look was actually of the weekend,
Shared the stories, may be not all,
But little or most,
Like the way you talked getting one step ahead almost,
Like the character in book post,
Thought would never fall forwards,
Yet those word for something,
Receive the letter you wrote,
And kept in the book I read,
Lie that precious diamond,
Some jewel loving woman behold,
It was fun laughing together,
But I was in run with someone else together,
I need goes on like,
Someone caught my glimpse, you caught mine, I caught yours,
Then you caught someone else's,
Well everyone wait for opportunities,
And I guess you student in a line,
where you could find really cool chick parties who seemed like fine wine.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
