Haven't Forgotten

October 8, 2011
Your voice dances in my dreams.
My heart burst at the seems.
I have been painted with envy.
I have been painted with green.
There seems to be,
something wrong with me.
For in my dreams,
your presents crushes me so...
If I could dreamlessly sleep
Then I could let you go.





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