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Dec 2013
I dreamt once
It was majestic
And never felt so
Out of you-realistic!
It was about time
For me
For you
To stop
There
Where!
Oh there, just there
On my oppressed thoughts
My inner innocent-self
And I did so
And you are so gone
And I’m so done
And I hate to say this
And I hate to think this
Hate, what I hate most
Is you
And you are
My self- built lover
Jeff would say
‘Lover you should've come over’
But I don’t
I mourn sometimes
but mostly I plea
For me,you not to think of
not to dream
to feel
and not to see!
Drita Berisha
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