I have nightmares every night,
The ones that wake you up from fright.
I'll hide a frown,
fake a smile,
Was I even worth your while?
I scream from terror,
Pull my hair,
And pray to God it was just another nightmare.
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Poems, Sweet Nothings.
कविताA collection of sloppily put together poems that I make in a form of venting. Enjoy. -- most of them aren't written in the correct form poems should be, i tend to avoid it.
