I had this crazy dream last night
It was of you and I
It was as if we hadn't fought
Or said our last goodbyes
I miss that happy careless time
When we'd no worries nor fears
I took our love for granted then
I wasted all my tears
I lived in that dream, believed it
In the end, it went away
Like you that fateful summer's night
When I didn't ask you to stay
I covered up my love for you
But now, I've been stripped bare
I thought I'd wasted all my tears
Turns out I've more to spare
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martyrdom
Poetrylittle trinkets that hit you right on that spot in your heart, the one that you thought was closed off, but is actually the source of what? of e...
