Dedicated to punky_prongs
I lie here inebriated
My bed like a grave,it seems.
Except when I sleep,
Because you lie there in my dreams.
The days come,and the nights fall
Do not let their memories sneek in
Grip your heart firmly,do not let it in.
When the moon shine I see your face
Watching such a beautiful sight
It strikes me again,that beautiful things being pain.
That smile,how I used to watch it everyday.
Those eyes,I remember listening to stories of passion through them.
And now,I light their prints with flames that never die inside.
Even if my heart says goodbye.
'Cause I've been yearning to listen to them again since the day we fell apart.
Despite the miseries and the drops.
At the sight of you I glow
Only if you would tell me.
Why is so hard to let it go?
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ILYSM PUNKY..😄😄
ThankX for being there for me sugar...😙
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ANTHOLOGY
Poetry_Pain and pleasure go hand in hand they say..but no-one ever mentions that pain is just the path to more pleasure_
