Go down to the Sea
And wait for me
I'm at the edge
of what you see
We call on the breeze
But I only see
A small fire
Stirring inside of me
Windows clutter
Romances Shatter
Dreams never come true
But with the help of a love stricken lady
Maybe death would be on cue
Served with a side of pain and worry
For a love stricken lady
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a/n: Again, this is a poem/rap that I made up on my other account, for this a joined account I share with Tobi, who is a BRILLIANT poet!
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Never Better
RandomPoems. Just poems. Like I said, just poems. *** This book of poems will hopefully light your heart with joy and make you happy, or make you tear up from... onions. Let's call our desperately sad poems onions. At least then, you have a reason to cry...
