One half of me's a dreamer;
I can see us both in smiles,
A color in your cheeks that's
Made from happiness and bliss.
I even see us hugging,
Recollecting times well spent.
I see a new beginning
On a road that never ends.
One half of me's a cynic.
I can see our clashing styles,
A color in your cheeks that's
Made from feelings gone amiss.
I even see us fighting
'Til our words have all been spent.
I see an ugly ending
Where the road grows dark and bends.
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Well done. You seem to feel very strongly about this, and I love the way you ended it. Excellent.


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So exactly how my thoughts have been going lately... and so very well penned!! You're a master with words, m'dear. And your latest profile pic is beautiful!! Love this write...




