Do you ever think of me in the morning?
Just before the birds
would fill the skies with melodies
Do you ever think of me at noon?
When the sun is spreading its warmth
But all we feel is pain
Do you ever think of me at night?
Just after the moon would chase away the sun
And so the stars would take over the skies
Just before you would go to sleep
Me?
I think of you.I think of you in the very depths of my mind.
Like Lava you flowed through,
Burning my brain cells to dysfunction.
How do you think of him?
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Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]
PoetryI think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.