Wishes

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Sometimes I think
To myself of course
What my life would be if I had,
you back.
I can see it know,
You, me and of course the dark sky.
Broken bones and every human,
At our feet.
I can hear it know,
the cries of every living thing,
And yes even the sweet sweet butterflies.
Oh darling just remember
My roses are bloody red
And violets are midnight blue,
Oh how I wish I had you back down here with me.
But I thank myself,
The one and only
For your heart.
I sometimes catch myself,
Just looking upon it,
High above my shelf.

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