Imagine What?


Stripping down arm in arm

In my head we were living in a farm

Don't know why these memories swarm,

my head

Souls are dead


Moving farther away, leaving

As I am on my knees begging

I see a tattered image

An unreal past I envisage


Frivolous thoughts keep circling

Whilst I am hallucinating 

Deeds never meant to be

There is no you and me


Desirous of an unreal fate

For you to be my mate

Did I what I hate

A useless poem I did state

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