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Jun 2020
Lay with me by the river,
Come walk me home in the snow,
My body starts to quiver,
My love for you grows,

Come take a walk by the fountain, the one you wore your pretty dress,
Inhale the smell of ember,
Light us both a cigarette,

Can we take a walk in the distance,
I see the horse and I’m fine,
You like to tell me stories,
It helps me to unwind.

Tell me where did you go to school,
Seems to me it’s a mix of lines,
Is it better to be sorry,
Or are apologies a waste of time.

Cause when it rains and your not here,
I just want to disappear,
I pray to god that I’m insane,
So that maybe one day I can stay,

Take me down to the garden,
The one with pretty trees,
Hold my hand towards the building,
Let’s stay and sip some tea,

My mind is voiceless around you,
My spirit burns like red,
And when the day is over,
I’ll replay it in my head.

One day I’ll  see you by your side,
Or in a distant place and time
I’ll hide to ask for one more try
I’ll hide and ask you if your just fine

I’ll ask about the fountain the one in the street,
I’ll ask about the river,
It may snow again for me.

Maybe then I’d quiver.
Beneath what I have wrought,
I’ll dream of you and shiver,
What is it that I had thought
The internal struggle of loving but not knowing the future
Written by
Pete Elliot  29/M/relatable
(29/M/relatable)   
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       --- and Kelsey Banerjee
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