I could dream of you forever,
But it wouldn't put us together.
I could call your name on end,
But my words will forever reached you as a friend.
I could try to forget what I feel,
But I couldn't remove the feeling that was real.
I could just give up on you,
But a part of me still wants you.
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From The Bottom Of My Heart: Gone With the Wind (Poetry)
PoesíaJust a little glimpse of how I live my life. Written in a form of poetry. I started to wonder and I still was when I wrote those first few lines. As I continue to write, an idea; a theory slowly crept into my mind. What if this is the real me? All...
