my mind wanders in itself
secure but it's shaking
yes, i love you
yours, for taking
after all i've been through
summer sweet skies
the truth in those lies
of how in love i feel
when i look into your eyes
my own memories of myself
the old disguise
i'm happy now
but i can still hear his cries
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoesiaHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh
