Category : Poems

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My dear, take my hands and promise me you will not fall
With such virtuous wings as we play about,
Then I will certainty find peace when death calls
And pry you from my arms without flames being burnt out….
I can’t sleep at night
Because she haunts me,
Running from the daylight
Where we can never be,
But when the sun rises hopefully she forgets me
And I find peace in insanity.
I don’t want to remember us like this
But our happening came too quickly for proper decorum,
Therefore, neglect fantasizes with goodbyes in a kiss
And just run,
Hopefully you find peace from my destruction.