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by @peter-r-hamilton

Don't you ever worry You will never be one night Hopefully you'll be in the thousands But not everything goes to plan like we want it to What does a poet like me to do? I want you to keep gazing at me like that again and again until my death The best women keep you from having a breathe Because they constantly take it away And when I say that, I'm no bluff You're going to make me have Asthma And I think I can vouch for that Don't you question your value in this world He might of seen you as an object He might of used you But I will make sure your dreams come true By getting the treatment you've deserved all this time Don't weep, it will be okay They can't hurt you anymore I'm here to take all the pain away I'd much rather it be me than you I'm uses to this more than you know
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peter-r-hamilton
21 / M
Published
Jun 28, 2016
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#love#poem#poetry#life#pain#hurt
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