![]() End of a DreamA Poem by butterfly
I stumble upon a grave
It makes me wake As I realize the end of my last life has been remembered today I died for you, I died for love He will never understand that I was true What he was looking for, I will never know. He captured a piece of my soul I was just doing my thing I sleep, I rise, I work, I sing He is my demon love I am an angel from above He took my body with his hands in a glove I couldn't resist the feeling of the touch I can feel his hands on my breast I can feel his breath on my neck I wrap him in my arms No one will take him from my side He is my eternal prize. I walk on down the way. I hear a bird. She closes her eyes. Does dreams flood her mind like mine? I thought I was safe but from him I could not hide I wanted to love him. He was the dream for my life. I like it when he is in-between my thighs Why do naughty things feel so nice? Now I haven't heard from him in a few days I feel he may have gotten all he needs Leaving me with a broken heart that bleeds As, I come to the end of a dream.
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