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More Like A Rant

I often stare at the sky,

Looking for a sign,

In the clouds that fly by,

So when I find your name up there,

I thought how the universe,

Might play so unfair.

When all I know is,

Nothing like this is happening with you,

Just the like dreams too,

Where you follow me through.

As it rains,

Or as you rhyme the verses.

Tell me if I’ve got all the curses,

To have you yet not have you too,

Something, I wish, I remember not looking into.

So, as I break my heart for someone again,

Tell me it’s not just me who wants to see beyond this pain,

Of the signs,

Of the poems,

And of these days.

words for the day

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