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every night, I dream.
and I dream dreams, that bring back memory of things forgotten.
past and present.
I haven't been able to stop dreaming about you since I met you.
but last night,
it was if every memory had been unlocked,
and our memories had become a movie playing in my mind.
It began with two crescent eyed kids,
rediscovering what love is.
it brought ecstasy mixed with bitter pain,
but like hell we wanted it.
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Love Poems || FINISHED
Poetryjust poems about not only the sweet and alluring side of love but also the pain it can bring, the hardships, jealousy, and mania. just reeeead you hopeless romantics and faded lovers
