Sunday BluesA Poem by highonwordsfor when you can't stop thinking of someone, without going to piecesSundays, i pull the bed-cover over my head, too much drinking over too much remembering, because i can't forget your face, your eyes that seem to tell me, it is always time i forget you, but i still can't think of you, without wanting not to, i want to think of you, without wanting not to, so i could clearly see you now, make sense of your face, your eyes somehow - i just want to think i'm finally finally, over you, i just want to think of love, again © 2016 highonwordsReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 31, 2016 Last Updated on March 31, 2016 AuthorhighonwordsAboutNOTE: Formerly my pen-name on this site is letterhead, but since i also have an account on DeviantArt, with a different pen-name, which is highonwords (stephanie) - i am going to use highonwords here .. more..Writing
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