🌙 late night poem thinking 🌙

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''Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

I wonder if you still love me too.

The sky is red,

so is the moon.

I just wish, you were here too.

It's quite lonely here in the wintertime,

and no one is out to hear the chime.

But who would want to with a lonely, old, guy?

I just wish you were here,

as it's almost been a year.

I hope you're in good hands,

as clearly I was a bad man.''

9-3-2019