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Note: I think the saddest part of the "happy" poems in 2019 is the fact that you can tell that I know something's wrong. Like, I know that this isn't going to work out, and I think it's all my fault, but I just don't want to believe it.
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sunny morning eyes,
i think ill take a nap beside you
sweet warm angel eyes,
i hope my message just might reach you
the end of time is here
i hope you spend the night within my arms
do you feel the same?
and do you feel some hope inside?
selfish desires break
not too sure what to say
afraid my heart will break
i know i'll be okay
safe and warm inside
this house we built for me and you
never go outside
it keeps the demons far away from you
if i could try again,
a genocide to wipe away the pain
will she believe in me?
or will she go off telling lies again?
give me your love to take
and every night, i"ll pray
afraid his heart will break
i know he'll be okay
a little red sigh
and little green cries
just tell me so i know
that we are still yellow
different but the same,
ill try my best to plant a seed for you
although im filled with shame,
you hold my hands and plant a seed for me
the memory of the day
the warmth and fear just takes my breath away
sealed up with a kiss
my beating heart, feel what it has to say
hope that you're still awake
hope im not in the way
afraid our hearts will break
i know we'll be okay
snow falls on my willow
its wings are still aglow
i leave you a memo
i love you more than you know
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