Poem 3 - From The Book I'll Never Write

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1am thoughts about you.

Forbid me to wake up. For when I close my eyes I see nothing. There is no dream to remind me of how I long for you. There is no dream to remind me of the love I cannot seem to take back. There is no reminder of how you cannot love me as I love you. When I close my eyes, the dreams that make me smile are those that do not have you in them.

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