Sleep for tomorrow you'd know,
The devils I hold in my heart,
The dark I live in.
Baby, I don't want to dim your light.
Understand if I leave after this night.
Before you wake,
I want to hold you close,
For tomorrow you'd know what a devil I make.
This is what Cam feels like right? Like she wouldn't understand why...!
Anyway again I wrote this sort of in the comment section of Reckless in Love by isabelleronin . I know it's short that's why I'm updating this after my regular update.
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Mellifluous: A Poetry Collection
PoetrySomewhere an old man dies And a child is born Mellifluous is the sound of his cries To the ears of his mother It's the start of a new life An year later the child exclaims Ah look! it's a butterfly The wind blowing carries the butterfly to the sea...
