Laying down,
On the ground
We stare at the sky.
I look at the stars
And I count the cars
As they pass by
I kiss your lips
Your hands on my hips
We do this just to waste time
I say I'm fine
I've committed no crime
Just that no one knows what I've be through
Yes, it hurts....
Yes, I hate it....
But I still love you....
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For A Dreary Day
PoetryPoems that might make you think, might confuse. Poems that only I, the creator, can use. Poems for good days, poems for bad. Poems that you might think are rad (even though some might be sad) Some crazy things are written so beware. Quite strange, q...
