The love was a voice that everyone heard in their head
And as luck would have it I was hoping the love
Wasn't obvious but everyone could feel
The tension and it was powerful
Behind a sense of going for it and having it.
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I dreamt it and I woke Up
PoetryI dreamt every wish I dreamt every kiss And wondered when The dream was going to fall from my hands To my mind From writing down the words on a piece of paper And called them Cheeks Dreams Why was that a dark time where everything just became a memo...
