InfinityA Poem by Scott Troy
I wish. On a plane where we both saw eye to eye. I sit so uncertaintly not understanding the voice I know you have. The feelings. The passion. I speak of you and I understand. You speak of me and I can't truly comprehend. If I hold your heart we should both speak the same language.
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Added on February 22, 2018 Last Updated on February 22, 2018 Author
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