I wish there were a reason
to dream the little dream
and that there were a season
where things were as they seemed
Love a light, hold and caress it
but it's a love you can't contain
and once it can, it'll leave you
all
alone
again
A sad sort of truth
nothing to be said or done
something to be accepted
as much as we'd love to run
I wish there were a reason
that this weren't all for naught
and that there were a season
where some things could never rot...
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I missed this poem for far too long because I wasn't logged into AP. Ugh.
Fantastic. Comprehensive and on-point. Two things I never seem to accomplish. I'm pretty envious really ;D
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thought-provoking
very nice. i like it.
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I liked this one a lot! Fabulous right
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