Wind comes to a stop,
In a world where I roam,
The leaves float and drop,
And the sun is covered by storms.
I just have to know,
Did I make the right choice?
Did I have to go?
Or should I have stayed with you?
As the shadows disappear,
I find myself chasing them,
If only you were here,
If only our love wasn't some dark shadow.
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I'm Just Trying To Find Painless Love
Poetry"Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love... but the pain." -Unknown Part Three: I guess I still need to learn. --------- A collection of 2018 and 2019 poems 12/3/19 #5 in livinglife #47 in painfullove 19/3/19 #182 in finding...
