As I tried to fight myself,
In that which matters,
You,
My special love,
Tried to stop the fight,
That inside,
To see the turning storm.
Love me,
My dear sweet,
I love you till tomorrow,
Love you,
My dear sweet,
Till it kills that rage,
Deep inside,
My memories,
You are my life,
You are my soul,
Even with a sad heart,
And a soul gone black,
A memory of itself,
A whole new love,
I say to thee,
I love you,
More than the moon,
More than the stars,
You are my life,
You are that story,
I tell everyone,,
I tell the night!
About the Creator
Jason Giecek
A poet who cannot rhyme, a dreamer who dreams in reality, realist who gave up realism last week as part of his plea agreement. The courts got nothing!! Nothing!
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