I'm digging a deeper pain, the longer I'm with you.
The more dreams of mine that might not come true.
I do not know if the decisions are choices you've made,
Or they're out of your love slowly starting to fade.
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I'm not sure if it's the circumstances to be blamed
Or because of the love you have which might be maimed.
In the future I hope you're someone I can rely on
Then being with you would be the right decision.
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Don't just tell me you love me, talk is cheap.
We need blessings that we can actually reap.
I need you to be someone who is very strong.
I know I'm weak, but my thoughts are not so wrong.
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Written: june 13 2016
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R.I.P. (Radical. Immortal. Poetry.)
PoetryI live and I will die but my words soar high written in skies of paper, allowed me to live forever. - Snippets of my soul in a piece of paper. R.I.P. originally stands for "Rest in peace." Coincidentally, I find that peace upon writing poetry and p...
