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Wish you could love me
As you loved the sunsets
In California.
I never trust in anyone
But for some reason
I trust you.
And if you fly to the other side
Know, one day, I’ll follow you.
I wish you cared enough about me
To watch the sun rise in the East
We’re New Yorkers, it’s in our blood
Staying out and running the streets before the dawn.
I’m always on the run
And you should be too.
There’s a place out there for us to grab
I am waiting for you
To lace up your shoes
But you, you’ll sleep all fucking day.
I don’t care, I can wait
Trust, I have the patience of a saint.
I’ll always love you, somehow
anyway -six pm
Paige Six | April 2018
That last stanza adds a nice punch to your previous verse.
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This is well done. I love the blend of the locations with the sentiment. If it is a true story, I wish you the best on reaching a good path forward. But the poetry of your words has taking the reader along your journey thus far. Keith
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Thank you, this is very much a true story but one from a long time ago.
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Thanks Grace. ❤
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You’re very welcome.Truly enjoyed.❤️
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