I fear you
And every little think that you hopelessly try to do.
I've tried everything,
If only the answer was to move.
That I could easily do.
But, my dear, I quite truly fear
That no matter how near
I will always sheed endless tears
When I think of you.
From the way your form flows
To the winding of your dress
Oh, quite frankly, I am a silly little mess.
When I think of it,of you, and your bequest
I get all stress
And I begin to sweat.
I bit my lip.
If only I could flip these thoughts
Maybe I wouldnt be so distraught.
But than again
You are even more powerful than a
Super dreadnought.
I survived the drought
But I don't think I will survive your
Eventually fall out.
L.O.M
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Poetry By Me
PoetrySome poems I wrote,they are kinda wild and all over the place but they are unique and mine so please enjoy! Yours truly, L.O.M
