As winter ends and springs comes,
I feel empty air enter my lungs.
Yea spring came, but pain did too,
But all I can think about is you.And when i thought when the pain came,
That your my best friend, through and through,
And when I thought of putting a bullet in my brain,
I thought of you.I know I can be sad sometimes,
But your always there when I want to cry.
You took my mind and made it for the better.
You took my heart and put yourself in there forever.And spring goes by and summer breaks through,
All I can think of is spending it with you.
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Memiors of a Madman
PoetryAnother collection of poems. Named after the poem in my other collection.