Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.51819 Poems Read |
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True Love...?
Slow summer nights, walking and talking speaking of dreams far and wide convincing yourself while convincing your lover you have nothing but true love to hide and this love that you hide you will share with your lover if your lover would share their heart to? for the stars in the sky and full moon above them are saying… it's the right thing to do. Then slow summer nights turn to cold stormy winters with all the dreams that you spoke of, forgot but the truth of your love lives on only to haunt you knowing the true love once thought had… have not then all that you share becomes tortured and broken then its anger and scorn that you hide now the stars in the sky and full moon above them only show all the lonely nights they cried. Be sure your love is true before you waste two lives…
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