You lay with her
But you're dreaming of me
Tell me what is it you fear
When forever was always meant to be
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PoetryA collection of moments where rhyming was necessary. Short, simple poetry; yet, those who relate - too many. Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
Fear Of Forever
You lay with her
But you're dreaming of me
Tell me what is it you fear
When forever was always meant to be
