The PlanA Poem by Gypsy Dreamer"Confused love and direction, feeling it's meant to be"Muddy stones beneath my feet cold and lonely rain looking in to yesterday no one feels my pain Images rotating in my mind never sure of love Reaching out to another wearing hunters gloves Right or wrong, I did what I thought was best for me figured that you didn't care your love a mystery It all happened like a plan the plan it wasn't mine still the plan is not complete I feel that all the time. How long can we be incomplete my direction is off key A need for one, for many years the other... an eternity.
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