You're just a dream to me, but you'll be kept in my memory
I'll keep the old scenes, and forget the finally
You turned my dream to a night mare, when you answered my phone that day
But I thank God you did that, or I'll be waiting a liar
I know you didn't lie to me, and to go away you asked me
But I kept digging and dreaming, until I found you displeasing
I wished I gave up from the first thing, but I'm happy that I didn't
'Cause in that case I'll be thinking, of a person that is nothing
You killed yourself and turned to shit, while one day you were a saint
I know I shouldn't say that, but you gave me no way out
So I'm just gonna put you in my diary, as a happy one day memory
And forget you're still alive, and consider that you died
I wish you'll wake up one day, to save yourself but not for me.
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Pink World Poetry
PoesíaPoetry of love, heartbreaks, friendship, and other feelings This is a sample of my collection, that I started writing down since 2007. This has proven to be able to represent and reflect most people's feelings. Hope it will reflect yours as well.