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You still come to me in my dreams ; Untitled ... there's no name;  there isn't a face that I can grasp on... you have these light colored eyes; dark brown -blonde hair;   Untitled... I'm entitled to think of all the happy memories; to cherish every moment. Why don't you have a name; you don't have a face; you're a multitude of different shades in these dreams ;   having the one thing that stands out- is what you were to me;  a vague memory;  a soft kiss on my forehead; a soft-touch caressing my back. My secret - my dream come true; I have no regrets! I never even met you. I'll dream again. I do think of you foundly ; A famous poet once said "what's in a name" I don't know; so you'll continue to be Untitled.
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 1:43 AM UTC
Untitled
You still come to me in my dreams ; Untitled ... there's no name;  there isn't a face that I can grasp on... you have these light colored eyes; dark brown -blonde hair;   Untitled... I'm entitled to think of all the happy memories; to cherish every moment. Why don't you have a name; you don't have a face; you're a multitude of different shades in these dreams ;   having the one thing that stands out- is what you were to me;  a vague memory;  a soft kiss on my forehead; a soft-touch caressing my back. My secret - my dream come true; I have no regrets! I never even met you. I'll dream again. I do think of you foundly ; A famous poet once said "what's in a name" I don't know; so you'll continue to be Untitled.
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 1:43 AM UTC
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