It's coming to The End
of Me & You.
We were So Close,
but Solitude is jealous of us
and wants Exodus of you
and me, my Imaginary friend.
Where Will You Go?
You have died with my childhood
that one October,
but you can Give Unto Me your
existence.
Deep down holds My Immortal love
for you.
Your eyes are Understanding,
and I'm glad.
YOU ARE READING
Sleep My Love: Poetry
PoesiaA collection of poetry by yours truly. I also write my poems into song form and if you like them, ill write more.
