I let the pillows fall where they may
because again there's no other way.
When I'm the sheets
or in the streets
your the one I'm missing but all these other girls are hissing
how can I put up with you
and I'm like because our love is true.
No matter where I'm going I'm missing you.
So I let the pillows fall where they may
because I know your with me on them either way.
Where I go you go
where you go I go
because you got my heart wrapped up in a bow
only for you
a present so true.
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Poems of the strange
PoetryA collection of poems that hit on the subjects of despair loneliness and isolation as well as multiple personality Please as always with all of my works keep an open mind and if this one isn't for you it isn't for you. Mmfwcl hope you enjoy :)
