Out of everything I think of
Happy things are very few.
I think of everything else
You cross my mind too.
Happy things that I know of
Paint a smile on me like children do.
When you cross my mind
Even the rain feels like a song to dance to.
There are happy things I know of,
That I do.
I'm happiest not when doing these things.
But when I think of you.
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Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
