A bond that can’t be broken
A choice that is not fair
A love.. That’s just a token
Heartache all we share.
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You haunt my mind
You visit my dreams
In despair I flee howling
Wishing I could simply scream.
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It cannot be
We both know that
Yet I’d give up all
To change that fact.
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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