Underneath the late night sky,
They dreamt about forever.
Little did she know,
He didn't mean together.
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Dead Ends
PoetrySometimes it's not about the end. It's just about the story. A collection of four liners that I wrote which didn't have the oh-so-perfect endings. Well because life doesn't offer each and everyone the fairytale endings they grew up listening to.
Dream
Underneath the late night sky,
They dreamt about forever.
Little did she know,
He didn't mean together.
