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Jul 2016
Boy's mind:
Does she miss me?
The way the stars misses the moon,
I miss her,
bullets shot
My mind is going crazy,
Daisy?
Are you okay?
The war of blood,
Separated us apart,
Losing all the parts,
I see her face,
Among every aspect of the night,
Wondering if she is okay,
If she is safe.
I read the newspaper every morning,
Hoping not to find her name pouring with ink.

Girl's mind:
Does he miss me?
The way Poe misses Lenore,
I miss him,
missile hits the other town
My heart pumps faster!,
Julian?
God is he okay ?
Every time I hear a bullet shot,
I know that he is fighting to get to me,
I know that he will come,
I sit every night staring at the stars,
Wondering if our love is with no scars,
I wake up every morning reading the daily newspaper,
Hoping not find his name pouring with ink.
i just wanted to imagine that among all the wars that are happening to be, that there are two lovers separated by the war, so i hope you like it.
Poetrylover
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Poetrylover  South Dakota
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