I had a dream about you again....
Were you thinking of me? This time you didn't haunt me. Instead you were pleasant. You was telling the world how much in love you were with me. While you shared pictures. You were away from me and I saw you talk about it.
She is the one for me. I never felt this way before. She is my everything.
You were my everything. My one true love. It's been 17 years... and I still don't understand where it all went wrong. Why did what happened, happen?
Too bad it just a dream. But this dream was so wonderful I never want to forget. Oh how I wish this dream was real...
It would be so pleasant..
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Bed of Black Roses
Poetry"In my bed of black roses, I feel no sadness. I feel no pain. There is no more darkness. I feel.....at peace." -Manie Personal thoughts of a dark soul.
