Spin me
Like a bottle
Close your eyes
And count to three
Wish
I stopped at nothing
Your jealousy
Will kill me
Weak
Your stubborn gist
Will lull me
Into a dreamless sleep
For I will never
Be
Yours to keep
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Confessions of a Melancholic Dreamer #Wattys2015
PoetryA collection of poetry and prose, gathered through years of creative black-outs and self-preservation. 'Feel the rhythm of a thumping heart through the lines of a daydreamer.' Copyright ©GRETA GREE 2015 Currently ranking 214 in Poetry category (6/29...
