The dirty little chances,
the broken pinky promises,
yet I,
I still love you.
You cast me on a spell
I couldn't escape,
your name shouted "danger"
but with you I feel safe.
Stop me from this madness--
that love never end,
and that to you, my love,
This is not pretend.
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Before I Let You Go | Poetry
PoetryA collection of unforgettable memories turned into words. To my new readers, please check out my first poetry book, Words Left Unsaid. Thank you!
