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Sunday, June 23, 2019

Endless Days



Endless Days

The days I do not see you are the worst,
For I miss you all the more.
They are the never ending days that leave me ever cursed,
Their never ending ills, your perfect smile could cure.

The day I see you are the worst,
For I miss you all the more.
They are the ever ached for days that leave me fit to burst,
Their ever fleeting thrills, your perfect soul doth lure.

Warrior Princess