Guilty pleasure you're my dream
But I can't touch lest you be gone
So fragile that if I did you would break or so you Seem
Every night I see you but when I wake your gone
Strongest person that I know
Made of glass that nought can break
Each time I see you I think I glow
But never can your heart I take
Won never by my soul
Sad forever happy though
For now a dream a dream
Live a lie and die the same
Never lie but yet I live
My greatest one every day...
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poems
De Todopoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
