I still dream
Of you
And me
I still dream
Of us
And the sea
I still dream
Of the stars
Their endless gleam
I still dream
Of love
And how it kills
I still dream
Of how you loved
Of all people, me
I still dream
About when you thrived
I still dream
About when you lived
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
